Casper Daily Tribune Newspaper, May 4, 1917, Page 2

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Coal Phone 62 PHONE 608-w : killed, Miss Holt. | a week later Graves led Rajah tri- | brute subdued by Miss Holt with he: | pound cake | RAJAH} CLARENCE BROOKS AAA EAE MI RT (Copyright, 1916, by W. G. Chapman.) [RICO ORI IOIDIOIOIIOI OIRO DIORIOIOK Almost everybody knows the story f Rajah, the untamable elephant of the Bowdler circus. He was brought from India in 1859, soon after the In dian mutiny. He had belonged to a native king, who had rebelled against English, and somehow the Duolin z00 get hold of him. From Dublin re- ed to Hamburg, there, being un- tractable and having killed his keep- er, he we. sole to an American cir- cus. He passed from one hand to an- ther, and his history was as bloody is his master’s. In 1916, when the snows were melt- | ing, the manager of Bowdler’s decided that he would have to be killed. How- ever, he was bought by the zoo of a eastern city. It was a sight to the crowds watching the chained monster as he glared vicious ly about him out of his little eyes and swung his trunk threateningly. Little Jane Holt, a spinster of sixty in reduced circumstances, timidly of- fered Rajah a piece of her pound cake Rajah reached out his trunk, took the morsel and lashed at the giver. Naughty boy!” said Miss “Naughty boy!” Rajah looked at her in amazement Then the trunk went out once more, and received another morsel. And this time there was no come-back. Rajah had found a friend. Miss Holt soon became a feature of the zoo. Rajah watched for her and showed his pleasure when she arrived Once she came when he was on the point of killing his keeper. Her pres- ence at once calmed him. The zoo sent Miss Holt a letter of thanks. Then camo the day when Rajah was sentenced to death. Miss Holt heard of it. She went to the zoo manager, | Holt Knock@@ Him Senseless. arriving just as he had scornfully tossed away a bundle of hay contain- ing a pound of strychnine. Let me take him,” she whimpered. “TM look after him for the rest of his| days.” | The manager smiled “How can you look after a rogue elephant, Miss! Holt?” he asked. “I've got a twelve-acre farm, and I'm | used to horses,” said the little old| maid. | i “Elephants are hardly horses,” an- “You would be It's absurd. Be- sides, those tusks are worth two thou- | sand dollars.” “And my farm's worth five,” torted Miss Holt, “I'll mortgage it | and give the poor, harassed beast} a home for the rest of nis days.” “I don't think you've had much ex- perience with looking after elephants,” retorted the manager. ‘No, Miss Holt, impossible.” Meanwhile Rajah had consigned a heap of grain containing a dozen pounds of paris green to the four cor- ners of the stall. The attendant came up with tears in his eyes. “He won't take It, and I can’t do ft, Mr. Ladd,” he said. “I've cared for that elephant twelve years, and he's never tried to harm me except when he’s mad.” “Miss Holt wants to buy him,” said the manager. Miss Holt had an inspiration. “See | here,” she said. “If you'll sell me Rajah for two thousand dollars, I'll Tl hire Mr. Grayes to take care ot; swered the manager. re- | him as long as he lives.” The queer bargain was struck, and umphantly to the new stall which had | been knocked together for him on! Miss Holt’s property. At first the | | sight of the elephant was a nine-days' | 1 wonder. People flocked from the, neighborhood to see the intractable | Proposals were made t charge an admittance fee, to teach) him to plow; but Miss Holt turned | them down. ' “He's going to live out his days in| Peace and quiet,” she said | Out of captivity Rajah thrived. His/ appetite, which Miss Holt had not tak- en into consideration, also thrived. It} cost twelve dollars a week in hay to THE CASPER DAILY TRIBUNE ‘the Rajah’s treasure | tween Dickens and the origin of the keep his huge body in working order. Little Miss Holt, without another friend in the world, adored her pet. But times were hard. The payment of the mortgage interest fell due. There was the feeding and wage And after six months she came to the conclusion that she had attempted what was financially impossible Added to that, after a brief spell of | quiet, Rajah's temper had become more uncertain than ever. He had to be chained, for he threatened to break down the stall. “He'll have to go, I'm afraid, Mis Holt,” said the keeper sadly 5 sell him to somebody. You can get back five hundred on him.” Miss Holt looked Graves quietly in | the eye “If I can't keep him I'll—I'll have him: put out of his misery,” she sobbed. “Poor thing—is it any won- der after all he’s gone through in life?” Before the decision was made Ra- Graves’ jah developed one of his worst at- tacks. Miss Holt and Graves were outside the stall together; Graves went in with a bundle of hay, and Ra- jah, watching till he was within range, swung his trunk like a flail and knocked him senseless. In an instant the great -beast had lunged ferociously, the curving tusks entering the stable wall one on either side of the unconscious man. And Rajah, pinned there, squealed and swung his trunk furiously, striving to extricate himself. Forgetful of everything but Graves’ danger, little Miss Holt ran into the stall h! Rajah!" she cried. ‘Aren't | hamed of yourself, you naughty Perhaps above all memories in Rajah’s head, mem- orles of Indian pomp when he carried his dead master in state, mem- ories of Dublin and Hamburg, there came into his brain the recollection of the one person who had loved him with disinterested kindness. Rajah freed himself and stood looking at little, diminutive Miss Holt. Then he raised his trunk and squealed. It was a pitiful squeal, the last ap- peal of inarticulate beast to its hu- man master. It seemed to ask why this captivity had come upon him, who had once roamed proudly through the Indian forests. Then a shiver ran through the big frame, and, carefully measuring’ the distance away from Miss Holt and the prostrate man, Rajah fell over—-dead. Ten minutes later Miss Holt re- covered consciousness, to find Graves bathing her face with water. the surging | “He's dead!" che cried, struggling up. “Graves—you're not hurt,” she | added. No, Miss,” said Graves. “Did you | know he snapped off his tusks in the wall, Miss Holt?” Miss Holt looked to see ‘two mon-} iter tusks, snapped short at the base, mbedded in the wall. crammed from the broad root to the point, filling the hollow ivory, was a shining, scintillating | mass of precious stones. Rubies, | emeralds, sapphires, diamonds came | tumbling forth. That had been the hiding place of | He had filled the hollow tusks with his hoard when | menaced with captivity: and the ivory | had grown over the orifice | Inside, Rajah had done his part in the] world by dying; more, perhaps, than | the world had deserved of him, | NEW WAY TO KILL FOWLS “Ladylike” Method of Abolishing the | Usual Gory Spectacle Has Been | Devised. | A new and “ladylike” way to in| fowls has been devised by which the | free flowing and spattering of chick- | en's blood after lancing is prevented | and the unpleasantness of viewing | the whole sanguinary affair is re- moved, remarks an exchange. What to the squeamish is the most distressing feature of the poultry bust- ness—killing fowls by hand—is elimi- nated by a machine which does the work with accuracy and with a dell- cacy that must appeal to the esthetic. The fow! {s considerately suspend- ed by the legs from the yokelike leg clamps with its body and head in a tubular casing. In the lower portion of this casing is a dainty head holder with a ring in which the bill is in- serted. A V-shaped collar is pushed into position and tenderly locked in place over the front portion of the neck of the fowl. The door to the casing is then decently closed, Next a lever extending from the easing is boldly operated, causing a knife or lance to be driven through the brain of the fowl, and a blow from the pendulumlike hammer is imme diately delivered at the back of the head. The blood is caught in a small pan placed below the head, so that |! not even the machine Is soiled. . . Dickens and Women’s Clubs. 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