Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1898-08-07
! A MAN EATER A True Tiger Story. By CAPTAIN DYCE.
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Cantonment church. and to us south side, stood q fair-sized, fat-roefed bungalow, generally known IS the "Warren." The name, however, was applied to it in jest only, for it's official designation was No. 46. Its occupants were hospiable, good-natured young bachelors, who were continually put ting up,e or providing shakedowns for their numerous friends.
 In the tear 1858, one of the residents of this bungalow was George Price, young officer of artillery. Price was much given to athletics of all kinds, and had rigged up in one of the unused rooms what might be considered very fair apology for gymnasium
 There was q movable horizontal bar, a set of parallel bars, trapeze and rings, aud, as Price always asserted that the alpha beta of gymnastics ought to be to making falling easy, and, if possible, even comfortable and luxurious, he had provided an abnn- dance of wadded rugs and elephant pads for that purpose.
 It was in the middle of the month of May. The hot season was in full swing; but it was comparatively early in the day, and the heat, though great, had not as yet reached it's maximum.
 Three young fellows were disporting themselves in the gymnasium. IPerched on the horizontal bar, sitting with his shoulders square, and both his legs dangling on one side, was Ar thur Venn, q captain in the Loyal Prancers. The bar was seven feet from the ground, and Price was of ficiating as instructor. Evidently some feat was about to be performed.
 The third individual had made him self as comfortable as circumstances would permit on the parallel bars, and was watching the other two. with an amused smile on his face. This was Capt. Francis Sackville, 24 years of age, in the same regiment as Venn, and one of the handsomest and most popu- lar men in the station. Price was hold ing forth.
 "Now, Yenn, what you've got to do is this: Fold your arms across your chest and let your body swing quickly backward, keeping the knees well crooked. The effect of this catch will be to send your head and shoulders pendulum-wise, up against the other side; then slip the knees from the bar and you'll come to the ground on your legs as light as a feather"
 Say like a bird!'" suggested Sack vile, persuasiyely. You see. a feather has no legs to speak of Moreover, it yacillating, undecided sort of thing. which, I take it, doesn't pay in this business
 I've heard all this before. re marked Nenn, sitting stolidly on the bar, apparently without the least in- tention of carrying out the instruc- tions given him.
 "Of course--of course!" said Price, taking no notice of Sackville. "The hoekswing is the simplest feat in the gymnasium.
 Simplest feat, indeedl I found it far simpler alighting on my head, when I tried it yesterday. You know (to Priee) I'd seen you do it two or three times running. It appeared so easy that, when you all went out, l de- termined to manage it by myself. Sit ting squarely on the bar, l screwed up courage and made dive backward but if it hadn't been for those marvel ous elephant cushions of yours l should have broken my head"
 Come. confess, Nenn, you had Prices long-legged valet handy, in ease of ac- cidents."
 'Poufl I don't count natives as any thing
 At this moment the servant in ques- tien came into the room, with letter in his hand, and, making low salaam, he handed it to Sackville.
 "Chitt-he-captain, sahib Ike waste" ("Letter for his honor, the captainN9.
 sackville tore open the note. read rapidly for q second or two, and then uttered q quiet "Hurrah!"
 What's up?" inquired Venn.
 Well. about fortnight ago, Jeffrey and I were dining with Col. Burrows, the deputy commissioner. After dim ner the conversation turned on tigers and tiger shooting. Burrows told me he knew what keen sportsman was, and that he might soon have something for me to do, if I cared about it. Of course. l replied that I should be de- lighted. Now, this letter Of his says that, driven probably by drought and hunger, a large tiger has appeared at Oona, a village about 60 miles from here. It has killed couple of na- tives-a woman and an old man-and is committing all sorts of depredations on their foeks and herds The vil- lagers say if is a man eater and one that paid them visit two years ago. So, good-by, both of you! start this evening. Nothing like travelling by night in this weather. Besides, who knows what good l may do by being on the spot day earlier?"
 And, having shaken hands with both lis friends, the young soldier left the gymnasium in search of Jeffrey.
 And now the scene changes to Oona, which place our tiger hunters reached in due course. The village is situated