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Northern Illinois University
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| Series: |
Good News
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v. 12 no. 293
— pages 4682-4683 |
| Subject / Tag: |
Sketch |
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Good News, v. 12, no. 293, December 14, 1895 (Issue) |
| Author: |
Miles, W. C.
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| Date: |
December 14, 1895 |
| First Sentence: |
I was seated in the veranda of my bungalow in India one sultry afternoon during the month of June, enjoying the luxury of doing nothing, except watching the curling wreaths of smoke from my cheroot as they rose in the clear air, when my old shikaree, Jungle Baba, came hurrying up. |
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To show their gratitude the people brought out milk and sweetmeats to offer us, and our men had a plentiful repast provided for them, while there were great rejoicings in the neighboring villages when it was known that the scourge of the district had at last been slain. |
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