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Rh slaughter of the far-famed, terrible man-eater of Soni.

"Meanwhile the Simple Villagers had got busy, and by the time the M.P. cautiously returned to the scene of his prowess, there was nothing to see but gallons of blood upon the trampled grass. But when Lucy came home with a headache after a poor night, she was gratified to find a calf, with two bullet holes in its tummy, neatly laid beside her cottage door. Equally gratified the next day was the good M.P. to find a fine blood-stained tiger-skin pegged out before his cottage door when he returned from a day's tramp with one of the search parties that had scoured the district in pursuit of the wounded monster.

"Great were the rejoicings and the festivities, and every one was happy. The Traveller, the shikari, the villagers, the bannia's brother who had sold him the tiger-skin, and Lucy, the beloved Virtuous Tiger of the sweet village of the plains."

"Good Tosh," commented the President. "Let's play Shipwrecked Sailors on a Raft."