Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1898-02-17

was without tusks, of great size, and
of what amateurs call beautiful points;
stanch with tiger, trained and tracable,
but credited from the first known Of
him with. an uncertain temper. On
the 18th of the month he took part in
an expedition into the jungle; pelted
a wounded tiger into a ravine with
clods till the brute charged and fas-
tened on his ear; then got his foe be-
tween his legs, and kicked him from
hind-foot to forefoot and back again
till he was done for. On the 18th he
carried some of the party, including
two ladies', for an outing, nothing I'M
usual being observable in his manner,
except rather excited rivalry with q
horse which was cantering by his side.
On arriving in camp, he was fed. as
usual. by female hands. and his affec-
tation humored of having his biscuit
put actually into his mouth. He had,
however, about him rather menagerie
smell. for which bath in a neignbor-
ing river was prescribed. In perfect
peace of mind all retired to rest But
at midnight came the cry. "Mola Buksh
has killed his mahout!" This was
true, but it was generally thought the
act was accidental The paroxysms
had come on him about a. m. He
at once tore himself loose and went
in search of his second attendant. This
man was purloiner of grain, inatten-
tive and cruel. and greatly detested by
tho onirno1 vi
uty were sleeping side by side under
tree, shrouded in their coverlets, as the
manner of the country is. Mola knelt
on his enemy and killed him, and, per-
haps, in attempting to rise, slipped on
to the mahout, who was drunkard,
and not likely to be easily awakened,
or to think of rolling aside. At any
rate, some hours afterward, when the
animal returned and saw the bodies,
he only looked down at that of the ma
bout, but seized the other and tossed
it hither and thither.
All was alarm, naturally, in the
camp. Cots were slung up in the
trees-one, fortunately, banian-and
the ladies and children put in compare
tive safety. Morning was anxiously
looked for. When it came, however,
the coast was clear. Mola Buksh was
passing his time in wrecking village
at little distance, unroofing houses
and plundering the sweetmeats and
grain. The other elephants had been
driven into the jungle. The men were
armed and vigilant, the servants on
the watch. AS no alarm was given,
forced march was determined on, and
off the whole party set for an encamp-
ment ten miles off, This was reached
in safety, but the elephant was soon in
pursuit, upset the camels, loads and
all, on the road; flung to right and left
the burdens deserted by the flying
coolies, caught up two unhappy linger-
ers and killed them both, and pounded
away over the hill-stones with mad
ness in his head and unnatural activ-
ity of overheated excitement in his
limbs. The anxious friends were seat
ed on trunks, watching their growing
encampment, when the shout arose:
"Mola is coming!'
And, sure enough, heallong down a
steep pitch, just descended with every
caution by the party, swung into view
the reckless mammoth, as if the fiends
were close behind him. That was a
moment, indeed! Wives, ayahs and
children were hurried to trees scarcely
of adequate height, and the men and
the servants took their places for de-
tense, beside them. But one-I shall
certainly name him-Wigram Money,
magistrate of Mirzapur, advanced on
the little plain before the tents alone
to meet the approaching brute. He
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