New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1900-03-18

woman had planted the butt of her weapon on
/ the ground and firmly grasped the shaft with
/ both hands and she continued to hold it with
undaunted resolution though the tiger in his
ueath struggle almost tore her 70 pieces with
his claws
Sltaram axe in hand. when he Saw the tiger
charge dropped from his perch But ne was
too late His enemy stretched out his great
limbs and as Rebi, falling fainting with loss OF
blood let go the shaft Of her spear and sank
on the ground. the tigers great body lay
stretched beside her
This then said Staram. as he and Mana.
after doing all they could 10 stop the flow Of
blood from poor Rebrs wounds were CARRYING
her tenderiy to the hut. is the sacrifice the
Dew Wanted-a more worthy sacrifice than the
life Of a child. Rajandra LaI shall have no
more OF my money goods"
'Rajandra Lal is a liar and a cheat, sobbas
Mana If Devi Bhowani is indeed powerful
she can take her own for herself"
Ihey made the injured woman as comfortable
as they could There no means Of getting
proper care and attendance for her and prob
| ably no skill could have saved her But she
was happy. for she thought she had given her
lie Tor her sister and her sisters child and
she died rejoicing in the thought
Sitaram had no time to indulge in SORROW
The two tigers must be skinned and their heads
skins were very fine. Then at earliest dawn he
had to pack his spOs his remaining bullock
and start for Birbhum. When he got there il
was no easy matter, between the Treasury
poems and the Tahsdar to get admission to
/ the Collector Sahib. At last he was introduced
bullock and all, to a gentleman who was Just
on the point Of mounting his horse. To him
Sitaram told his story
You killed two tigers last night did your"
crip ed he
to be alive to tell it. But tell ME the whole
story and he sat down On a chair in the
veranda to listen
Your Honors slave shot them with arrows
for one of them had killed year slaves best
bullock the night before" answered Sitaram
with many saaams Here are tie heads and
the skins" Then he unroIed the two bundles
and spread the skins in the veranda.
Then the Collector called Karin Ali the Tab
sildar and directed him to pay Sitaram 10 ru-
PEGS for each head, and when the poor jangli-
waIa saw the twenty bright silver pieces counted
into his hand he actually trembled. He had
never seen so much money in his life But that
was not all. for the Sahib had been examining
the skins. ana he asked what Sitaram intended
doing with them: and when ne heard that they
were TO be offered to some of the Chunars. wsao
would probably buy them for a few rupees he
himself at once offered to give 20 ru~ees for
night. for The already low. he was
told to come 81 the Treasury early in the morn
ing for his money. He did so and was paid.
Sitdram became "a prosperous man after that
He was rich, and OLD Rajandra LaI's prophecy
far verified that he soon became the
proud pcssessor of the best pair of plough bull
locks in the district. Mana and Ramchand we're
loaded with silver bangles and ankIets and the
little hut in the jungle was soon respieudeut
with q EIitteUnE array Of the brazen Iotas and
dishes with which the prosperous Indian raiat.
when he afford il, loves to adorn his home.
But the temple of Bhowani gained nothing.
though her priest did fail TO remind ST.
taram Of all he owed to the Devi. The truth is
that the Indian aboriginal had had his faith in
ana fear Of the malisn deities whom his people
have added to the Indian Pantheon weakened
till it had almost ceased to exist Besides that
in Birbhum he had listened to the preaching Of
4 Mussulman. who said that the Brahmans
We're naught and the gods We're less; but thert
was one great God, who had sent his messenger,
one Mahomet to declare that before Him all
men. from the highest Brahman to the lowest
Outcast, We're alike 1t was 4 strange doctrine,
and Sitaram half believed it. At any rate, it was
4 comfortable doctrine In spite Of his scepti-
cism he prospered exceedingly. and in that he
was helped not Il little by the favor ot his
friend the Collector.