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Show Death In a Bath Tank. A friend of mine, who occupied an important consular post at Singapore, had a very narrow escape from death like this: lie hnd a Malay house steward who alone had access to his bedroom. This man was apparently most devoted to him, but the wife of one of the under-servants under-servants having complained that the steward had offered her an affront, the consul had severely reprimanded him and forbidden him to speak to the woman wom-an apain on pain of dismissal. The next rooming my friend, who was an exceedingly exceed-ingly enrly riser, left his couch at the first rays of dawn, and went as usual to the marblo tank in the recess from his bedroom, where he always began his toilet with a shower bath. He was on the point of stepping into the tank,when his attention was attracted by something glittering in the half darkness. , ( He -stepped back ana orew asiae me lattice, admitting tho full light of morning. morn-ing. Thete in the marble basin, where in another moment he would have placed his bare foot, lay coiled up an echys, with head erect, preparing to spring. He summoned tho steward, but he was nowhere no-where to be found, and he was never heard of again. The other servants killed the snake, which had undoubtedly undoubted-ly been placed there by the steward from a motive of revenge. E. L. Wakeuian in Pittsburg Dispatch. |