Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1930-12-07

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native trappers that I had any success. Then
one day my boys came running to me ire
mendouSly excited.
Tiger, tiger! Suai sllai!" they chartered
They told nae that tiger had just taken into
the jungle an old man who was getting water
from the village well.
When heard the news hastened to the
village and found the inhabitants in a great
state Of fear and excitement II seemed that
several of them had seen the tiger spring from
some bushes, strike the old man down and drag
him OF TO the jungle. Not one of them had
done thing to fight OF or frghten the man.
killer. In their superstitious minds it was Just
the viii Of Allah and something they could not
help.
The first thing to do was to make trap
This, with the assistance Of my native helpers
I did We constructed sort of glcrifed rat
trap buiit of legs, with the entrance through a
low door. We procured wild pig and placed
him in a little cage. Then placed this in
side the trap at the farthest wall from the
doer. We fixed a springboard nearby, so that
when the tiger entered and made for his VIC.
tim. he would step upon it and release spring
that would drop the door of the trap and Inn
prison him
NE camcufaged the trap with shrubbery and
sprinkled the b,ood Of another pig, which
we had killed for our own dinner, around the
entrance. When the trap was all set right ON
the trail to the village, we stood by and waited.
Afternoon came The excited caw-azs of
nervous crows gave us the first indication that
our enemy was coming Crows are the best
signals one can have of a tigers approach The
tigers must hate them, for they betray their
presence every tine.
The moment was very exciting. There I
stood, not risking a move not even to change
my posture. I was alert and ready, staring
into the dense greenery for a glimpse of fiery
eyes that would tell me where to shoot. I was
IN the sunlight; the tiger was somewhere be-
yond, where dabs Of shade and golden flashes
mingled in the sl1adowy aisle of trees But my ma
tives saw more than /. They crouched with me,
their ears cooked Their eyes were ab!azc and
fixed intently on one spot. except for an occa-
sional swift glance up to me to see why on earth
I did not shoot They could see what could
not They saw the tiger creeping in the sha-
dows. The pig in the trap had stopped its
nervous squeaiing. mesmerized and dumb There
was nothing to do but wait leaving the tiger
to make the 1rst move
And at last he came. There slight
shake OF the greenery, and for a fraction Of q
second the entire stripped figure Of male
tiger stood out IN bold relief Like streak Of
lightning it sprang for the rig-a golden flash
OF blurred beauty against the deep green back
ground. Then it disappe ared within the trap.
There was clap as the door fell The bars
Of the trap made a certain $hot impossible I
nelt down and, resting the rifle on INV knee
1 waited for intending moments until saw the
startled eyes, fiery and bioodshot, glenn out
from the log bars. ".Nt. 49,.
At last my fingers pressed. the trigger The
report Of my heavy rife echoed and fe-eehoecf
throughout the Jungle but long after this
tnunderous noise had Ceased the dying stream
Of that eating tiger rang through the,
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