..., and the Jungle People came up, starved and weary, to the shrunken river,—tiger, bear, deer, buffalo, and pig, all to- gether,—drank the fouled water... ...n to the water’s edge, was the place set apart for the Eaters of Flesh—the tiger, the wolves, the panther, the bear, and the others. “We are under one... ...s the best of us by the whiskers for sport.” This was Shere Khan, the Lame Tiger, limping down to the water. He waited a little to enjoy the sensation... ...e, too—Faugh, Shere Khan!—what new shame hast thou brought here?” The Lame Tiger had dipped his chin and jowl in the wa- ter, and dark, oily streaks w... ...s.” “Go, then. The river is to drink, and not to defile. None but the Lame Tiger would so have boasted of his right at this season when—when we suffer... ... shadow through the dark forest behind the shrine; saw the minaul, the Hi- malayan pheasant, blazing in her best colours before Kali’s statue; and the...

... opera, I was recognized by some young men who have no more feeling than a tiger has pity—for that matter, I could come round the tiger! The veil of i... ... for in the expression of his eyes, once bright and yellow like those of a tiger, but now shrouded, from austerities and privations, with a haze like ... ...of his feelings. Then he flew downstairs, confided Esther’s address to his tiger’s ear, and the horses went off as if their master’s passion had lived... ...ced by habits of cunning. T wo fierce little eyes had the calm fixity of a tiger’s, but they never looked you straight in the face. Asie seemed afraid... ...to her she might fleece you of millions, but that you were as jealous as a tiger, and she was told how Esther lived.” “But supposing Nucingen should p... ...said Desplein, after a careful examina- tion. “It is a poison found in the Malayan Archipelago, and derived from trees, as yet but little known, of th...

...ber, ancient rosaries, Laborious orient ivory sphere in sphere, The cursed Malayan crease, and battle-clubs From the isles of palm: and higher on the... ... With all her autumn tresses falsely brown, Shot sidelong daggers at us, a tiger-cat In act to spring. At last a solemn grace Conclud...

... which rested on the blanket of my bed-place. They referred to a sunset in Malayan Isles and shaped them- selves in my mind, in a hallucinated vision ... ...more of a matter of life and death than if it had been an encounter with a tiger. A picket of Cossacks was sleeping in that village lost in the depths...

... which rested on the blanket of my bed-place. They referred to a sunset in Malayan Isles and shaped them- selves in my mind, in a hallucinated vision ... ...more of a matter of life and death than if it had been an encounter with a tiger. A picket of Cossacks was sleeping in that village lost in the depths...