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How Horses Are Taught.

Astley’s method was to give each horse his initiatory lesson alone, and when there was no noise or any thing to direct his attention from his instructor. If the horse was interrupted during the lesson, or his attention in any way withdrawn, he was dismissed for that. When perfect in certain lessons by himself, he was associated with other horses whose education was further advanced. And it was his practice to reward his horses with slices of carrot or apple when they performed well. Mons. A. Franceni, in a similar manner, rewards his horses. One evening I was in such a position, at the “Cirque National de Paris,” that I could clearly see, at the Lutte des Voltigeurs, that the broad-backed horse held for them to jump over was nearly all the time coaxed with small slices of carrots to remain stationary whilst receiving the hard thumps of the men springing upon him. I could not make out why the horse was sniffing and apparently nibbling at the chest of the men standing in front of him, with a rein in each hand to keep his tail towards the springboard, until I remarked that a second man placed in the rear of the other, every now and then lightly passed his hand under his neighbor’s arm to give the horse a small piece of carrot.

Narrow Escape From A Lion.

In one of the stored on Commercial wharf a lion lately received from Africa is kept in a cage. Yesterday, a small Irish boy, with his chip basket, wandered into the store, and in some way placed his basket against the bars of the cage. The lion, nothing loth to make a slight luncheon, seized the jacket of the little fellow, who being terribly frightened thereat set up a loud cry for help. Two men happened to be near at hand, took hold of the boy, and with a hearty pull, rescued him from the grasp of the lion, undamaged in person, though with the loss of a portion of his nether integuments. Luckily the boy’s jacket was large and unbuttoned, or he might not have escaped so easily.-Boston Traveler of Wednesday.

Sleighing With A Tiger.

A novel exhibition was presented in Washington street, Boston, and on the neck yesterday, which drew off attention for a time from the racers. Herr Driesbach made his appearance in an elegant sleigh with his pet tiger by his side; not the tiger of English comedies, but a bona fide four-legged tiger. He seemed to enjoy the sleighing highly and leaped upon his master, licking his face and showing other signs of excitement. Driesbach had to slap him several times to keep him off. After astonishing the city, Driesbach alighted with his tiger at the Tremont House, and taking him into one of the apartments, invited gentlemen to walk in and be introduced; but they were few, who seemed anxious to avail themselves of the opportunity.-[Boston Transcript.

Fish Story.

The editor of the Manchester Democrat tells of a man who had a large nose, and who in crossing a corner of Lake Winnipisiogee to reach the wood where he was chopping, cut a hole through the ice for the purpose of quenching his thirst. A large trout, mistaking, for some tempting prize, the nose of the chopper, which protruded through the hole into the water, bit a hold of his nose with all its might. The man upon the ice, alarmed by this unexpected assault, made a hasty retreat, and not only took his nose out of the water, but with it a good sized trout weighing nine pounds.

India’s Snakes.

Where There Are 1,000 Cobras to the Square Mile-Remedy Worse Than the Bite.

Times of India.

The statistics show that during the last year the amount of rewards paid for the destruction of wild beasts and venomous snakes in British India was 99,189 rupees. As far as regards the destruction of wild beasts, the money was, no doubt, well spent, though the rewards are sometimes too easily earned. We have, for instance, heard of a young wolf, which was brought up domestically until it was as tame as a lady’s lapdog, falling victim to a greedy servant in the cook-room for the sake of the head money. But, after all, wolves are not very pleasant pets, and there can be little doubt that the offer of rewards for the destruction of really dangerous animals is in the main useful. Tempted by this, the village shikaree, though he may have no baby of his own, will sit up for the wolf that prowls about the precincts of the village at night thirsting for infants blood.
In reality, only three species of snakes dangerous to human life are to be met with in the Bombay Presidency-viz.: the cobra, the chain viper, and the small black snake, banded with white, which is known to naturalists as Bungarus arenatus. There is another prettily-marked little viper, which is common enough, but, as it is barely a foot in length, its bite is very rarely fatal. To these popular Anglo-Indian tradition adds several most deadly species, the carpet snake, the whip snake, the eye snake, etc. The last owes its name according to Dr. E. Nicholson, to an idea prevalent among otherwise sane Englishmen that it is in the habit of hanging by the tail from a branch of a tree for the purpose of hitting passers-by in the eye. Of these three species mentioned above, the Bungarus is very inoffensive, and not common, while the chain viper is extremely lazy, and generally gives warning of its presence by hissing furiously when anyone approaches, so that accidents from these two species are probably rare.
The cobra, on the other hand, is one of the commonest snakes in India, as it is one of the most fatal in the world. Dr. Nicholson, who was appointed in 1873 to superintend the distribution of the rewards in Bangalore, estimates the cobra population of that region at 1,000 per square mile. This calculation, if correct, will perhaps serve equally for any station in the Deccan, as, for instance, Poona, where the cobra finds both board and lodging on easy terms in the holes of the field-rats, and probably does man more service in a year than all the mischief it does him in a century. Throughout Bombay itself the cobra swarms, especially on places like Malabar Hill, and Cumballa Hill, and Parel. That the cobra is so rarely seen is only another proof of its extremely timid and a wary disposition. But snakes, indeed, shun man far more than man shuns them. Their first impulse on hearing his dreaded footstep is to run, and among Europeans who wear boots the possibility of being bitten is small.
Natives, walking noiselessly with bare feet, are, of course, much more liable to accidents, yet the statistics we have already referred to give the total number of persons killed by venomous snakes during the year 1878 at 16,812, or less than one in 10,000 of the population. And it is not unlikely that we should be nearer the truth if we cut down that number by half; not only because snakebite has been-since the days of Hamlet’s father-a most convenient explanation of doubtful deaths, but because in hundreds of cases, where the bite of the snake would not have sufficed to kill the man, native methods of cure complete the work, and put an end to his life.
A correspondent, in calling attention to the danger, sends us an example very much to the point that came under his own notice. A strong young Mussulman, an energetic and vigorous man, was turning over some rubbish when a speckled snake, about two feet long, bit him above the ankle. No one else saw the creature. He himself did not stop to look at it, but rushed headlong home, implored his friends to look after his children, and rolled over on the floor. In a few moments the whole neighborhood had gathered together, determined not to let him perish without attempt at rescue. A dozen chickens were at once procured, and the remedy was put into vigorous operation. It is, by the way, one of the commonest native specifics. Then some jungle men passing by were called in. They were practical men, and at once sucked the wound. They sucked and chewed the man in half a dozen other places besides, but this might have been designed to act on his faith and cheer him up, and by this time he needed cheering. Next some local savants suggested that the poison should be got out of the man’s stomach, and a good handful of salt was given him, with an immediate result. After this a concoction of neem leaves was administered, both internally and externally, plenty of it being rubbed on the crown of his head. Some other concoction was smeared under the roof of his tongue. Two men well versed in charms then came on the scene, and cutting some twigs from a tree of very great potency in such cases, belabored the man for an hour or two over the head and face, muttering charms the while.
All this was, we are told, only the beginning of sorrows. For four or five hours the wretched man was plied with drugs, and concoctions, and charms, every new comer putting some fresh abomination down his throat. At the end of that time he was quite sensible, and not a symptom of snake poison had shown itself. There was no pain in the bitten part, nor any swelling, as far as could be ascertained, considering how the place had been plastered, and blistered, and bandaged. Two or three hours later, however, some fresh dose, prescribed by a new arrival, gave the coup de grace. The man succumbed, became insensible, and soon died. There was a Government dispensary in the neighborhood, with an apothecary in charge, but no one ever dreamt of consulting him until it was too late. In this case there was not a particle of evidence to show that the snake was poisonous, and in all probability the man was simply cured to death. The victim was unfortunately a popular man and much respected, and had he had fewer friends he might have been permitted to recover. If the blame of half the snake-bite cases in the Government returns is laid to the snake account, the reptile has probably had its due, and after all the annual returns give one death only in each 10,000 of the population.

Camanche Horses.

A writer in the New York Dispatch, who professed to speak from “a degree of experience,” says: It takes a prairie horse a long time to appreciate the merits of grain-they snuff their noses at it in disdain, at first, and wonder what you mean by offering them white pebbles to eat. Having never been introduced to it in the whole course of their lives, and being accustomed to regard the prairie grass as sufficient for all sublunary wants, their teeth are necessarily astonished at such flinty pabulum. I have often laughed heartily to observe the awkward attempts of my horse to get at the merits of a ear of corn. He invariably gave it up in despair until I shelled it for him. The wonder is, that they will endure more hard riding, on the simple food they pick from the first spot you chance to halt at, than your corn fed American horses. But for this fact, it would be impossible to traverse these great plains. The Indian gets an amount of service out of his horse that is almost incredible; and the idea of raising grain for him never enters cranium. He will run a horse eighty miles a day, and turn the animal to shift for himself until morning-then find him fresh as a lark, and ready for the same or greater work again. He will keep him going at this rate for three months, and then turn him free to rejuvenate, and at the end of nine weeks has to lasso him and break him over again.
These mustangs are magnificent race of animals; their descent is from the highest royal lineage of Barbary; and it is ridiculous for us to be making such wonderment over the Arab and his steed, and endeavoring to bribe the ragged wretch at enormous prices to part with his better life-that we may transport it across wide seas to improve our stock at home. We have the very same animal-equal in every possible sense-wandering in herds of countless thousands over our own plains.

To Accustom A Horse To The Use Of A Gun, Umbrella, Etc.

Commence showing your friendship by rubbing the horse’s face with your hand, then snap and explode percussion caps with your hand, then snap and explode percussion caps with a pistol; let the horse frequently smell the powder and smoke, then you fire small reports, until all fear is removed, then overhead and behind the horse, until all is free. If you have a very wild horse, place him in a stall, so as to have him safe, then fire a gun all around him, and go often up to him, speak to him, and rub him in the face, and then fire the gun again, until he is free from starting. To make a horse used to an umbrella, walk before him, raising it up and shutting it again; let him smell it, and rub it over his head; then get on him, gently raise it and ride him until fear is over.

An Arabian Horse Tamer.

The Richmond Whig says that there is a “horse tamer” in that city, who professes to be in possession of a secret which enables him to tame the wildest horse. The Whig gives this account of an experiment he made in Richmond on Thursday:
“The experiment was performed at the circus. The exhibition to the public eye proceeded in throwing the mare upon her side, by the machinery of a leather strap carried over her shoulders and buckled at each end to her ankles, which being gradually contracted, she, per force, came down awhile, first upon her knees, then her side. The experimenter [the mesmerizer’ a wag called him] then gently manipulated her face, and patted her neck, and after a half minute or so, applied a powder to her nostrils. The fastenings were then loosed and she was permitted to rise.-[We should have stated that she exhibited, during the manipulation, indications of pleasure instead of fright.] When up, Mr. Franche [the tamer] took hold of her tail and suspended his weight upon it. She was then led off by his assistant, he still suspended by her tail and suffering himself to be dragged along. During these feats she exhibited no alarm or disposition to kick. A sheep skin [not very agreeable to a horse] was then tied to her tail, which she dragged about the circus without any sign of repugnance. Mr. Franche then snapped his fingers, when she turned and followed him.
Such was the result of the experiment, and yet we did not regard it as doing justice to Mr. F. or his secret, for the mare had been broken, and it was not in the power of the spectators to know what degree of wildness he had to subdue. He would have preferred, the wildest mustang just caught in the prairies, or the wildest and most unbroken colt in the vicinity of Richmond, on the principle that it is easier to teach the untaught, than first to learn and teach the mistaught.

How To Keep A Horse From Straying.

The Icelanders have a most curious custom, and a most effectual one, of preventing horses from straying, which is peculiar to that country. Two gentlemen for instance, are riding together without attendants, and wishing to alight for the purpose of visiting some object at a distance from the road, they tie the head of one horse to the tail of the other, and the head of this to the former. In this state, it is utterly impossible that they can move on either backwards, or forwards, one pulling one way, and the other another; and therefore, if disposed to move at all, it will be only in a circle, and even then there must be an agreement to turn their heads the same way.

A Tragical Wedding Truly.

We have heard a rumor of a very tragical occurrence in Washington county, Indiana. According to a statement made to us, a young couple in that county went to a house and were married last Thursday night, and a large number of persons, agreeably to a prevalent custom, surrounded the house with tin horns, etc. and gave what is commonly called a”a charivari.” Subsequently, the annoyers placed themselves in a wood through which the bridal party were to pass on their return home, and on the approach of the party sallied out with loud noise. The bride was instantly thrown from her horse, and, her foot catching in the stirrup, she was dragged upon the ground, killed, and horribly managed, the affrighted horse continuing to run until he was finally shot. It is added that a young man and a young woman, who waited on the bride and bridegroom, were also thrown from their horses and killed, and that the bridegroom, though not killed, was considerably injured.-We have no names, and we trust that the circumstance of the occurrence are greatly exaggerated.-Louisville Journal.