Boone County Recorder . e worth a cent. On the con-tray,,he crept steadily on until withinfifteen feet, when he humped up hisbuck and his horrible green eyesglowed like emerald flames as he evi-dently made ready to pounce upon had noAV scarcely a hope of escape,but a sort of merciful numbness cameover my senses, and I did not muchseem to care. It appears almost miraculous, but atthis moment, in my half-unconsciousstate, expecting instant death, I hap-pened to think of one of our schoolboygamos, and—why I hardly knew—jerked this tiny mirror from my vest-pocket, and, standing with my own fa
Boone County Recorder . e worth a cent. On the con-tray,,he crept steadily on until withinfifteen feet, when he humped up hisbuck and his horrible green eyesglowed like emerald flames as he evi-dently made ready to pounce upon had noAV scarcely a hope of escape,but a sort of merciful numbness cameover my senses, and I did not muchseem to care. It appears almost miraculous, but atthis moment, in my half-unconsciousstate, expecting instant death, I hap-pened to think of one of our schoolboygamos, and—why I hardly knew—jerked this tiny mirror from my vest-pocket, and, standing with my own faceto the sun, flashed the focused lightinto the jaguars eyes; and, to my greatdelight and astonishment, the surprisedbrute, at a single bound, sprang fullytwenty feet to one side. Then, findingthat he was not hurt, he Came on again scrambling through the long, wiry j to be scared time after time in the samebest we could, we made our | manner. So, for over half an hour, the Keeping a Jaguar at BayRand Mirror. with, a. HAThasbecomeof Tom ( the leaderof our party as we, one afteranother, rousedup after a longmidday sleep. (lone off, asusual, on abeetle and but-terfly hunt, Isuppo s v, r e-pli ed Tomschum, a youngfellow namedAustin. Well, it wasa mighty foolish thing to do in theseparts, without his rifle, and I see hehas left that behind. When did he go?Fcjbined the captain. Dont know, oap, but I guess henever took a snooze at all. 1 waked upfirst of the crowd, and he was gonethen, Austin somewhat anxiously an-swered. Charlie Blake, whom we had electedcaptain of the expedition, out of defer-ence to has longer experience in thecountry, turned to the party, with aserious expression on his handsomeface,- and said: Boys, it is now two oclock. Wevebeen sleeping for ove r an hour and ahalf, and Grant may have been goneall that time. He is quite unarmed,and the brakes and thickets about hereare full of jaguars, panthers, palracatsand wildhogs; and, worst of all the ter-. ri
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