Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1897-07-02

clock. I wqn,ler what that funny sounG
Is. Am l. in a. train? No, it il the en-
Iines of tho steamer--or IL 1t the pulse
beating in my templesp Then l have
been asleep. and In broad daylight.
with the blue sky above me and in the
broiling sun, How foolishl But mott
must be something more. ] know there
has something happened. Let me think
the Lion, of course--a, lion jumped at
me. ThenitI must be wounded. Let's
see" (raises himself painfully on his
right arm). as Ihbal wv
my Godi A pool Of my own blood!
My left arm has no feeling. Chewed by
the lion, hand almost detached. rest Of
arm mass of blood, muscle. bone and
khaki. Oh, God, I'm going to die
can't Iive-he has torn open my stom-
4 HI That, must be the paucreas. I'm
like "a butcher shop (Whimpers. A
blubbering sound attracts his attention.)
"Helloi You here, Jumap Pluoky chap.
Thought you'd have out and run.
Where's Saidis Ehf Speak louder. I'm
deaf Oh, gone to gunboat. Quite right.
''What-the lionS" Turns his head
sliRhtly.) There, still living; looks
pretty sick too.n (The lion is lying four
yards away. partly on his side, one
crippled fore paw turned back, the 9TH
er outstretched, and the great head
resting on 1t. eying the men with SOL
emn yellow eyes, no longer fierce. the
pupil shrunk to a pin point
With each conclusive shudder of the
lions body the blood round him widens
slightly, by heaven. IL I've got to die.
I'll die like man. and he shall go first.
Who can tell9 Flo might recover and
hurt the boy. See here, Juma'' (to Ju-
MA, Who il supporting his back, "be
very gentle. take u cartridge out Of my
belt, put 1t In the rife-so. Now--uh,
ah! Mind my arm. Now give me the
rifle in my right hand and come between
my legs--so. Stoop very low down. like
that.
Now, I'm going to rest the rifle on
your shoulder and take aim Keep very
still, won't hurt you. Keep still. I'll
aim just between the brute's eyes" "a
minutes pause Bang Doctor falls
back fainting. Lion stretches ont his
head three times with spasmodic up
ward movement, the tail and linbs--all
but the crippled one-stiffen, the claws
stand out from their sheaths and the
beast dies,
"Juma, il that your Water; how de-
liciousi More-and on my forehead--so
What brick you arel Upon my word,
I'd like to leave you something, Juma.
You must tell them that said 80, you
know, for sticking by me- God bless
you'll Ii the lion deadr' (The sobbing
boy mods 'Yes'' SWELL, then, must
die, too I'm enough Of u doctor to know
that, Don't cry. Tell them bore it like
man. But It's beastly hard Who'd
have Thought my days shooting would
have ended like thise" (Whimpers)
"Beastly hard. I'm 30 young, and I've
done SO well up to now-and there's
mother. Who will break 1t to her2
She'll never get over it--and Lily--and.
damn it all, can't even send em mes
sagesl How can one tell such things to
n black boy? S'pose I'm dying primarily
from the shock-know I'm dying some
how--oan't raise my head to look
mother, mother
"Whnt rot to go on like that, as II 1t
could do any goodl See here, Juma.
more water--so. Now listen. Inc ndirini
anal, ndi nlongo Iwe--- Oh, God, how
can tell himl It's all slipping away
from me- For the blood is the life.
Where have heard that? The blood IL
the life-slipping away--slipping away.
l must be in u boat 1t Is no soothing
up and down, up and down-so rest
full" (Sighs gently Dies Sir ii. II.
Johnston In Saturday Review.