St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1908-05-16

AAb anu Hdu mapped OUT a uLLIe
scamper over Europe, / wagering a
Broadway supper I could take, him
to some spot on the continent he vas
not familiar with. II allowed to
make the experiment, / recko3
would have lost, as I'd picked cat q
coy corner in Bulgaria, which I sub
sequently learned he had once sum-
mered in. But when we reached Bonn
pay we were met by orders from the
handspring, asking that we under
take little African tour, something
with leopards in It. This was old
work for lib and me, and although all
our plans for lodging the guide book
in Europe were smashed, he displayed
no disappointment as he prepared for
the sail across the Sea of Arabia to
the hunched-up shoulder of Africa,
where we shifted to south-bound
boat.
Once arrived. lib promptly OBJ
tanned permission to net anything on
four legs in the Congo State, we pay
ing a handsome premium on all vic
TINS shipped, He also took out Ii
censes in Uganda Protectorate and for
the East Africa Protectorate. You'd
suppose those stamping grounds would
suffice to fill all the menageries under
canvas, yet lib began to lose all in
terest in them when we drew near to
the Uganda border and he heard of
Lake Bango country, which is encom-
passed by the big Magli marsh. That
region is under no protectorate, and
although the inhabitants were said to
be replete with disagreeable senti-
ments towards strangers, the old chap
was crazy to visit 1t. The fact it
was forbidden ground to the blond
race only conjured up in his mind all
sorts of eccentric quadrupedal posi-.
bllitieS; and when our head man
shiversd In the brazen sunlight and
said Feeney Scraws existed solely
to hdnap foolish transients, and add
ed that fugitives from that realm had
related fearsome nursery tales about
man-eating white leopards, knew the
dice were juggled for our going to
the Bango.
"An anxious inquiry on my part drew
forth the information that Mr.. Scraws
was probably the most accomplished
assassin in all Africa. He was sc
cruel he ought to have been a dentist
He was native chief, the head man
chartered, a professor of unpleasant
practices.
Thus with very slim encourage we
drew near Mr. Scraws' bona, as the
native village is called, and began
hunting the feyer-laden marsh fol
white leopards.
Nov that I am out of that bust
ness, I'll explain that much Of oul
success in trapping the untamed PEG
pie of the tanglewood was due to
powerful ammonia pistol, much like
those used to-day by cyclists in hest
tating ugly dogs. lib had improved
the article as ordinarily made until
it would shoot Is charges of the
strongest kind of dope, and our EN-
ployer often utilized it in quietine
Gagged animals in place Of the crude
hot iron. One slug of that stuff, as
prepared by lib, would send the aver
age striped cat or lion off to slumber
land for several minutes, and the pa
tient on awaking was usually very
docile.
well, we made the east shore Of
Lake Bango, undisturbed, and as the
hunting was as thin as an almshouse
stew we picked up some native boats
and crossed to the west side.
"He studied the approaching shore
steadily for few minutes and then OBJ
served: Too late, my child. l think
our host awaits US; the trees are
alive. To retreat now would mean 6
swarm of them upon us, for they have
a few bark ferries on the beach,
note. Brace up and try to infuse
little seIf-respect into our simple fol
lowers, as fear they have forgotten
their ancestral pride and will do Us
scant credit
There he is, Billy-the man witt
the face like an infamed nightmare
.JoyiaI. whole-souled-lo looking chap, Ell ?
and he nodded his head carelessly
toward him we both knew to be Chic
Feeney Scraws.
"tDon't make move, Billy,
warned lib in a low voice, as with
his free hand he reached in his poke
and produced his last cigarette ant
lighted it.
"The moral effect of this little &C
swept the chief off his feet for thu
moment, sir. He lowered his weapon
with a grunt of chagrin, or wonder
and released my patron. 1t wa
lucky thus, as I was unarmed, all ou
guns, except our ammonia pistols, be
ing in the boat. And reckon if
had shot Feeney, lib and l sool
would have overtaken him in thu
shirt land; for the mob was un
usually demonstrative.
Keep near me and walk slow eau
toned lib. And show of fear mean
the emergency ward Then he moppet
his brow and motioned for the chic
to lead us to some shade. 1t wa
cooIIy done, and some lone corpuscl
of our hosts tainted blood began t
admire the old fellows nerve, as wa
eyinced by the swift CLEAN of hi
sraen eyes. 1t was fleeting, but w
both caught it, and lib murmure'
over his resolute shoulder: We've go
him puzzled bit, Wouldn't he max
an elegant wild boy! I'd almost pre-
fe, him In a cage to white leopard
"TTl chasten his proud spirit
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