The daily morning journal and courier., 1907-01-17

NE w placed out of sight under bush or other thick cover to hide it from other beasts of prey. None of the natives would touch the corpse, and I had to handle it. I fixed my "machan' at twelve feet from the ground, in front of small open space, clear of the jungle, and having mounted Sham Kulil, got into my resting place with my gun and rifle. I then dismissed all hands, although the lambadar was most anxious to sit up with me, but as knew from experience that a severe cough, from funk, always attacks a native when he sees tiger, l de- clined the pleasure of his company
 Before my elephant left I instructed the mahout to return to the spot on the road where we turned into the jungle, and not to come to me until he heard two blank cartridges in quick succession. All was as still as the grave. and as it was the heat of the day knew that Stripes would be lay ing up in some cool lair, in deep shade. near water, of which there was neither within mile at least, and that he would not return to his kill till sundown. I lit my pipe, which in other circumstances would have been iradmissible, and for several hours I sat without sound to vary the mono tony.
 The moon had barely shown herself clear of the treetops when the sharp bark of a cheetul stag resounded in my rear, and a moment later herd of the spotted beauties dashed away in front of me, shying at the dead body in their headlong flight. The sound of their rush had barely ceased when I heard at a distance, in the same direction, the unmistakable purring of a tiger. There came little later, and once only a terrible roar, and this in the solitude of dense jungle, where the silence of the grave prevails, is of in- describable effect Even the tree frogs ceased their monotonous humming. In few minutes a stealthy tread greeted my ears. and the purring was inc@s- sant-he was coming up right behind me.
 I got my gun in position, covering the kill, cooked both hammers, and waited motionless until he showed himself near his grewsome banquet On and on he came, so close that I could smell his fetid breath. He was now within twelve feet of me, and im- mediately under my "machan.' Here he paused several minutes Evidently he saw all was not right. At last hunger overcame suspicion, and he walked in a leisurely way up to the body, looked about him for a bit, then lay down by the side of the kill and began to eat. The moons rays fell brightly on his sleek skin, so, picking out the spot just behind the shoulder, l pressed the trigger, and then heard the welcome thud of the shell. Almost at the instant there followed the still more musical roar of the brute in his death throes. Then all was still, but to make sure I gave him 1 the left barrel I then fired two blank cartridges in quick succession-the signal to my mahout to bring up the elephant, On his arrival, with about fifty villagers one would have thought them all mad, for directly they saw the dead man eater their yelling and shouting was deafening, and the abuse they showered on the tigers female relatives disgusting I got down from my perch, stiff and tired, for it was now nearly 10 D. m., and I had been in the "maehan' for more than twelve hours.
 The tiger was beauty full grown, with finely marked and well furred skin; he measured feet 10 1-2 inches, and was very heavy his forearms be- ing peculiarly massive. Both my shells had entered just behind the shoulder, an inch apart, had exploded and torn the heart, liver and lungs to shreds, but had not injured the | skin a bit. His death must have been instantaneous. I had the carcass put on the elephants behind the houdah, and started for my bungalow, which l reached at midnight had supper a whiskey and soda and pipe and turned in feeling that had done a good days work.
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