Provo Daily Enquirer | 1897-05-14 | Page 3 | Chang Liang and the Tigress

LIANG AND THE TIGRESS chane tho musician was listening oni day in the wood to a silver finch trilling its lay he listened with rapture and then with a sigh that finch is as great a musician as I 1 said chang liang king of musicians A hawk darted down and tha warbler was dead then a sound in tho woods filled the maftei I 1 with dread tho pur of a tiger or tigress heard be 1 60 up in tho boughs of an old banyan tree climbed chaab liang king of musicians he scarcely had gained a great brances branc hs when out of the jungco with serpentine graco sprang a tigress which roared as the maste she saw and then lay her down with her head on hei i paw neath chung liang king of musicians one moment the master vaa hesed and distressed the nest ho brought forth from tho folds ol 01 his vest the wonderful pipe which 1 ggs io bad played abo wonderful choso whoso taic ti iC eiph mado great abang liang king of musicians at the bound of his music the forests grow still the birds ceased boeing toeing ond to babble tho rill and even tho clouds seemed to pauso in thin flight to hear the wild stains of unearthly delight from chang liang king of musicians ero long on the tigress there fell a deep fear she seemed in tho distance the hunters to hear and the cries of her cubs calling barill on lh air she heard but she knew not tho cause of bei cars was chang liang king of musicians again came the chiea through the sweet strain and tho tigress shot homeward oer mountain and plain then piping a ineffably gay from tho woods to the town in his leisurely way wont chang liang king of musicians margherita arlina hamm in new york mail and express