Robert Merry's Museum, Vol. VIII, July to December, 1844Various
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Robert Merry's Museum, Vol. VIII, July to December, 1844
Various
Children's literature -- Periodicals
After the first sensation of horror and surprise, which rendered me
motionless for a moment, had subsided, I grasped my fire-arms. Wharton
had already regained his composure and self-possession; and he called
to us to assist in blocking up the mouth of the cave with an immense
stone which fortunately lay near it. The sense of imminent danger
augmented our strength; for we now distinctly heard the growl of the
ferocious animal, and we were lost beyond redemption, if he reached
the entrance before we could get it closed. Ere this was done we could
distinctly see the tiger bounding towards the spot, and stooping in
order to creep into his den by the narrow opening. At this fearful
moment, our exertions were successful, and the great stone kept the
wild beast at bay.
There was a small open space, however, left between the top of the
entrance and the stone, through which we could see the head of the
animal, illuminated by his glowing eyes, which he rolled glaring with
fury upon us. His frightful roaring, too, penetrated to the depths of
the cavern, and was answered by the hoarse growling of the cubs. Our
ferocious enemy attempted first to remove the stone with his powerful
claws, and then to push it with his head from its place; and these
efforts proving abortive, served only to increase his wrath. He uttered
a tremendous heart-piercing growl, and his flaming eyes darted light
into the darkness of our retreat.
“Now is the time to fire at him,” said Wharton, with his usual
calmness; “aim at his eyes; the ball will go through his brain, and we
shall then have a chance to get rid of him.”
Frank seized his double-barrelled gun and Lincoln his pistols. The
former placed the muzzle within a few inches of the tiger, and Lincoln
did the same. At Wharton’s command they both drew their triggers at the
same moment; but no shot followed. The tiger, who seemed aware that the
flash indicated an attack upon him, sprang growling from the entrance,
but finding himself unhurt, immediately turned back, and stationed
himself in his former place. The powder in both pieces was wet.
“All is now over,” said Wharton; “we have only now to choose whether we
shall die of hunger, together with these animals who are shut up along
with us, or open the entrance to the blood thirsty monster without, and
so make a quicker end of the matter.”
So saying, he placed himself close beside the stone, which for the
moment defended us, and looked undauntedly upon the lightning eyes of
the tiger. Lincoln raved, and Frank took a piece of strong cord from
his pocket and hastened to the further end of the cave, I knew not
with what design. We soon, however, heard a low, stifled groaning; the
tiger, which had heard it also became more restless and disturbed than
ever. He went backwards and forwards, before the entrance of the cave,
in the most wild and impetuous manner; then stood still, and stretching
out his neck towards the forest, broke forth into a deafening howl.
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