Daily press. [volume] (Newport News, Va.) 1896-current, 1899-12-08
A MIGHTY HUNTRESS
The Only Woman Who Has Pena-
trated the Guiana Jungle.
She Resides In Cincinnati ana Mrs
Hah Some Very Exciting Advcn-
lures in the Pursuit OF
big Game.

There passed through New York The
other day, enroute to her home in Gin
*innati, an attractive looking Young
woman with a trunkful of trophies Of
her ability as q hunter Of big game.
Three tenanted cages also bore testi-
mony to her proves as huntress.
The Wife of Thomas Lindsey, a mining
engineer, her steady aim had won her
honor as rife shot in the contests in
which she had participated under the
pseudonym Of Wanda and now she
has the added honor Of being the first
white woman TO penetrate he Guiana
Jungle. y leopard skin. the ,usks. paws,
and brushes Of other big game and the
skins OF snakes which she has brought,
home tell a story in themselves Tie
i've trophies she has arc Il young ape. Il
stu younger sloth. and I. wild parrot.
How Mrs. Lindsay became Il hunter Of
Big game is thus told by herself:
In Surinnm, Dutch Guiana, YOU
must know, if an Indian or :; 'bush-rir-
ger promcnadcs through sunshine clad
in a handkerchief and !, Shocst ring peo-
pie would not even turn their heads to
regard the curiosity. but the idea i,lat
4 white woman should enter the j;,nglc
made them throw up their hands il
Eolv horror. However I went 4 Mi
!atto woman was my special attendant.
\ few of us embarked in a steam launch
The 80 negroes of the expedition we're
left TO follow in canoes ard mining
boats in charge Of d native foreman.
started out one morning TO get
some fresh meat for dinner. We hadn't
tasted anything except corned beef For
two weeks. and was ready to take the
first thing thnt offered itself ! had tip
toed along a trail for over Il mile with
out seeing anything, when suddenly
from directly overhead Il dried 1wig
landed at my feet ! looked up Tn,.
tree was an immense one. big enough
10 conceal u dozen drovcs Of monkeys.
! got 4 glimpse Of 4 large brown body
however high on an upper limb. ana
Iust then q familiar grunt told me that
he fellow was Il balloon. Not daring
10 move for fear of noise, tried The
difficult shot Of aiming straight There
was 4 howl Of pain and Il crashing Of
boughs and limbs that warned ne 10
luinp from under. But the Iell1w
caught himself even as he fell and be-
Tore | could relocate him | heard him
OF like streak. From limb to limb
and tree to tree he swung himself.
scooting along vines and bushes like Il
scared cat
'Foolishly l left the narrow trail and
followed wherever the big fellow ove:
head led the way. l socn saw he hau
The best Of me in speed, therefore fol-
lowed stenlthily, under cover, guided
only by an occasional grunt and Ivy the
bending and Tustling OF the limbs on
which he swung. Then it dawned or
me that I was lost. was on the point
Of giving up the chase when saw the
baboon had descended to the ground
not hundred yards ahead. That was
encouraging, for it. proved that he was
fatally wounded and was fast falling
| fastened forward under cover to get
final shot at the big chap. a fallen
tree trunk lay between us within 30
yards of the wounded ape. STOPPING
was able to draw steadily closer with
out being observed. Then quickly, with
my gun ready. ! stepped over the trunk
for an instant's aim. But did nos
siioot. despite my excitement my eyes
were drawn downward behind me.
There lay splendid leopard within
yard Of me. | have often been assured
that no leopard will attack human
creature without serious provocation,
but the surprise Of that awful animal
SO close vrung n cry Of terror out of
me. n.
The leopard, however remained mo-
tionless, with not even a sign Of sur
prise, but instinctivciy wheeled about.
and, pollipg the muzzle Of my gun al
most into his eyes, fred. That is why
the skin ] showed YOU is somewhat
spotted. The report Of my gun, fol-
lowed SO closely by my cry Of fright.
brought Mr.. Lindsey TO my side in a
minute, for-aad by this von may get
an idea Of the density Of that jungle
without knowing it had been led ac-
tnally within 40 yards Of our camp
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