The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1903-01-10

H. S. Wydie, the Kearney man who
spent number of years in India, where
he was superintendent of a tea plan
tation, and who, in. a recent issue of
the Sunday News, gave graphic ac-
count of a tiger fight which he wit
| messed from a treetop, furnishes Sc
quel to that adventure in the following
story, in which he tells how the sur
vivor of the deadly combat was cap
tured:
After the dead tiger had been
brought to the bungalow" says Mrs.
Wylie, ST sent for Aim and Sunda-
| molly. Aim was our chicaree mahout.
What he didn't know about chica
(sport) was not worth knowing. And
Sundamolly? She was the garden ele-
plant 1 never heard of her facing
tiger before that dat, and had no idea
| Of how she would behave.
81 had killed lots of deer and pig
| from her back, and she was steady and
very well trained, but as to what she
would do with tiger-well, I soon
found out.
1--WE got the guddee (riding pad) on
| the elephant, and 1 loaded up the baby
my double barreled, ten-bore rifle
| (muzzle-loader), stuck a Snider rifle
| under the guddee ropes, and off we
| went to the scene of the mornings set
| to-
1--WE beat up that grass patch pretty
well, but could see nothing of the vic
torious tiger nor the tigress he joined
| after the battle. The long grass about
| the spot where the combatants fought
! was torn to ribbons, and in many
| places the hard earth had long tears
in it.
81 had about given up all hopes of
getting a shot at the tiger when, look
ing over my shoulder as 1 stood on the
| guddee, caught a glimpse of a glossy
skin crossing the track we had just
left behind us. 1 gave Aim the signal
"a kick in the ribs), and as soon as the
elephant stopped I SHE'D around and
fired at the spot I supposed the tiger
would have reached. Not two seconds
afterward, and before Sundamolly had
time to move, Mr.. Stripes, with a howl,
sprang out of the grass and lit on the
elephants flank, one paw fairly on the
guddee, the end of which the Infatuated
tiger seized in his jaws.
81 barely had time to drop on my
knees and grasp the guddee ropes when
SundamolIy showed decided objections
to the eight claws sticking into her.
Throwing up her trunk, the elephant
began trumpeting and swaying from
side to side in an endeavor to shake the
brute off her back.
81 don't know how Stripes found
it, but it was all that 1 could do to
hold on Were you ever in small boat
on a rough sea? The pitching and
tossing there are nothing to an ele-
plants swaying. I thought the gud-
dee ropes would break, and it seemed
as though my arms would be torn
out of their sockets. and besides there
was that brute clinging on like grim
death, breathing like an alligator, and
his jaws not twelve inches from my
hand.
ST don't know how long this condi-
ton of affairs lasted; not long, sup
pose, but it seemed like a lifetime to
me. Finally Stripes could bear it no
longer, and he fell over backward, his
claws making great rips in the ele-
plants hide as he went down. Then,
without warning, Sundamolly sWerV-
ed around. and you wouldn't believe
how fast she did it, and before the
tiger could make a move she had
him pinned to the ground with her
foot on his belly. For a moment she
was quite still. 1t gave me time to
collect myself, too, and see what was
going on.
1.-THE tiger threw up his foreleg and
clawed the elephant in the chest. With
a terrific roar Sundamolly let her
weight down on the Infatuated beast,
and 1 could hear his ribs crack. He
was a goner then, but little the ele-
plant cared for that She rolled the
tiger over and over backward and for
ward under her forefeet for time,
and then she pushed him toward her
hind leg After placing the animal in
a convenient position, she swung her
leg backward and forward like a pen
dulum to get up momentum, and
then let him have it full force in the
center of his body. The tiger few
through the air as one would send a