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Show The Lion's Prisoner. The following is told on the authority authori-ty of a well-known Cape missionary. A man haviug sat down on a shelving, low rock near a small fountain to take a little rest after his hearty drink, fell islecp; but the heat of the rock soon listurbed his dreams, when he beheld large lion crouching beforo him, with its eyes glaring in hia face aud withiu little more than a yard of his feet. Ho was at first struck motionless with terror, but, recovering his presence pres-ence of mi ud. he eyed his gun and began be-gan moving his hand slowly toward it, when the lion raised its head and gave tromoudous roar, the same awful warning being ropoatod whenever tho ntau attempted to move his hand. The rock at length became so heated that he could scarcely bear his naked feet to touch it. Tho day passed and the night also, but the lion never moved from tho spot; the sun rose again and its intense heat soon rendtired his feet past feeling. At lioou the lion roso and walked to the water, only a few yards distant, looking behind as he went, lest the man should move, when, seeing him stretch out his band to take his gun, it turned iu a rage, and was on the point of springing upon him. And au-other au-other night had passed as the former had done, and the next day again the lion weut toward the water, but while 'here he listened to some noise apparently appar-ently from an opposite quarter aud disappeared iu the bushes. Tho man now seized his gun, but on first essaying essay-ing to rise ho dropped, his ankles being be-ing without power. At leugth he made the best of his way ou his hands and knees and soon after fell iu with another anoth-er native, who took him to a place of safety, and, as he expressed it, with his "toes roasted." Ho lost his toes aud was a cripple for life. |