mastodon and themselves, they sat down and did justice to the

meal, with appetites that might have dismayed the waiting throng.

Whenever a snake's head came in contact with one wire, while his

tail touched the other, he gave a spasmodic leap and fell back

dead. If he happened to fall across the wires, lie immediately

began to sizzle, a cloud of smoke arose, and lie was reduced to

"Any time that we are short of mastodon or other good game," said

Ayrault, "we need not hunger if we are not above grilled snake."