英文幽默故事13. A Strange Visitor
(1)
It was a railroad station in a far inland part of India. This railroad passed through a wild jungle, which swarmed with wild birds and beasts. People wondered why a track had been laid here at all.
But Harry Simpson was very glad to get the position of ticket clerk at that railroad station. Living in England.
One morning, when Harry arrived at the station, he found that his watch was too fast, and he had come too early half an hour too early. ”It is just like me,” he said to himself, “How ever, now that I am here, I will turn this half hour to account I will write to my mother. She is always glad to hear, from me.”
So he sat down at his desk, and began to writeand soon he was too intent on his letter to notice anything else. Meanwhile there was a stealthy step outside the door, and a heavy breathing came nearer and nearer. But Harry did not hear.
However as something told him so he turnedround and found the office door, which had been left open,pushed open, and---
In an instant he found himself face to face with none other than the largest tiger he had ever seen in his life!
(2)
Harry Simpson was a cool fellow, and never lost his head. For one moment was enough for Harry, for he had time to jump into a small closet and to shut the door after him. Harry would have liked to lock the door, but the key was on the outside. So he could only hold to the handle of the door with all his might.
He could hear the terrible invader snuffing on the other side of the door, and scraping the door with his huge claws. He was trying to force the door open.
While the poor clerk was trembling in the closet, the tiger was not comfortable himself. The door had shut of itself behind him, and the window was guarded by strong iron bars. Mr. Tiger found that he was caught in a trap.
Then the anger of the tiger changed into fear. He drooped his tail, and whined. He moved about the small room, and sought for some way of escape, but found none. At last he spied the ticket-window. He tapped the slide with his paw, and succeeded in pushing it open.
(3)
"Three minutes late! Why can't you open the office in proper time? Two first-class tickets to Ramgunga, and look sharp."
This sharp speech came from an old English merchant with a red face, and the answer to it was--
A roar which shook the whole building!
The merchant had put his angry face close to the ticket-window. He suddenly saw the tiger's face just in front of his own!
His Hindu servants were bringing in his baggage. When they saw the tiger, they threw down the baggage, and ran away, crying, "Tiger! tiger!"
"Hallo! what's the matter?" asked a man who had just arrived there. It was Major Jones, with his gun-case on his shoulder. When he heard another roar from the tiger, and saw the tiger's great head inside the ticket-window, he understood the whole story at once.
He opened his gun-case in a hurry, and got out his trusty rifle. He loaded his rifle in an instant, and soon shot the monster through the head. The mighty beast fell upon the floor, and died after a short struggle.
"Many thanks, Major, many thanks for your timely rescue," said Harry Simpson, coming out of the closet.
"Don't mention it," said the Major. "Give me my ticket at once."