The Elbert County tribune., 1908-06-11

yet, Billy, cried Itb to me, In disgust.
It's them to the salty brine all right,
| guess
This caused the quartet to overdo
1t as they attempted to cinch freedom
by cunning acting. None OF them had
ever read nature stories. however, and
only Tbs ready cane and warming
Back! back. Not too near.'-saved
the day. Where | can approach with
impunity,' he explained, turning easily
to the alcalde, you would feel their
cruel fangs. All. bite, would your
This to tho bear. who was lying per-
fectly quiet, and Tib gave him a poke
that brought cloud of dust from his
fianks. whereat he raised his paw to
straighten his head, that now was at
right angles with all the laws of ma
ture.
Behold the lion about to spring.
shrieked lib. thrusting into the ribs
of the king of the forest and thus
bringing him into a more reasonable
posture.
Fer tn love iv-o-o-o-gh' spoke
and snarled Murphy, in his rich
brogue.
Wonderful gasped the alcalde
and his followers.
But l never heard lion use such
a delightful Irish accent before or
since in giving his howl Of rage.
Now we come to the Royal Ben
gal tiger bought by me from the sui
tan OF Skowhegan for 100000 ratified
Tib, rapidly, drawing his auditors to
the second bin. To his horror he
found the royal stretched out on his
stomach legs straight behind, while
the head, turned upside down, stared
complacently at the top Of the cage
Notice the wonderful elasticity of his
neck, and snap, Tib had reached
in and turned the head-piece into
place. 1t simply swept 'em off their
feet. sir. 1t didn't need a naturalist
sharp to detect that the tiger was abb
normal In some respects.
Thanks, mate, growled Weisman.
The dust
But the lion and the hyena prompt
ly came to the rescue and drowned
the visitors exclamation of wonder In
series of prolonged yells that put
the entrance.
'Ah, he purrs. senors. He purrs,
senoritas.-Purr. Weisman. At last
he is In good humor.' cried Tib. Then
in soto English: Group your legs. you
would-be suicide! Cluster yourself!
It's no use. Billy cried Tib to me. I
would have saved them II could, but
they won't have it So; and all the
time he was pointing dramatically at
the bear. Kindly throw something at
Murph. He's about to stand up
tossed tentpeg, that didn't do the
harp a bit - good, and his muttered
curse was only drowned by Tbs ad-
dressing the bear.
well, sir, 1t was the most sweaty
Is minutes ever put In. You see, II
the game was discovered. we were In
as bad box as the fugitives. And
when the sight-seers began to file out
l felt as limp as a rag.
I shall come again when the whole
menagerie is here declared the al
calde, on leaving. Wonderful and
marvelous.
Scene first and curtain painted
Tib, closing the tent-fiaps lelsurely.
while / showed bottles and fodder to
the animals. In three seconds their
disgusted faces were slipped free from
the head-pieces and were busy with
food and drink.
"Then we held council OF war and
decided we would leave Immediately
while the alcalde and other citizens
were having their siestas. And the
way Collins and dozen poems emu
lated the Arab in striking that tent
was a caution. From the natives we
learned the guards had got no trace
of the fugitives and that chihuahua
was being searched by inches. Tib
accordingly decided to skirt the town
and make for the Rio.
I'VE got away from Quslta all right,