, 1843-11-11
Vol. EkF.--NO. g.
a wiIIin its eyes and a moaning and

- - IAN " 1890
j knOwed-;
"Ncver mind about the c~hild--just
tell me the value OF your poultry you
raised last year.
son, wetl-yes-tfe chickens you
mean.-Why. TIE Lord love your
poor soul, reckon you never in your
torn days seen a poor creature have
the luck that ! did--and looks like we
never shall have good luck again; for
ever ems old Simpson took that case
up to the Chancery Court"
Never mind the case; let's hear
about the chickens, if you please"
God bless you, honey, the owls
DESTROYED in ard about the best lalf
What | did raise. Every blessed nig'.t
the Lord sent they'd come and set on
the comb of the house. and hoo-hoo-
mo. and II night particularly, | re-
member had jist got up the night
she'd salve to mint the little gal
Wiih|'
well. well, what was the value
OF what you did %raise?"
The Lord above look down! They
got 90 bad-the owls did-that they
tux the Old hens. as wells the young
chickens. The night | was telling
bout. ] hearn somethin' SgudW
Squai{H and says I'll bet that's old
Spcck that nasty o~udacious owls Got,
for ! seen her 60 TO roost with her
chickens. up in the plum tree; for
henSt the smoke house. So | went
MIR old Mis- Stringer was sleepin'.
and SAYS !, Hiss Srringer! on Miss
Stripyer! sure's vonr'e born. that
s,inkin' owls got old speck out'n the
rlrm tree: well old Miss Stringer
she turned over 'ponher side. like. and
she, what did you say, Mrs.
Sto. e? and saws i"
~ began to get very tired. and
the same to the old lady, and
she w"ud answer US Greet
". and without cifcumlocution.
The Lord Almighty love your
dear heart. honey, I'm teiiin' you as
fast as ! kin. The owls they got
and worse; after they had
swep; Cd Speck and all her gang,
they r,cut II work on 'torners:
and H~yant fthal's one of my boys)
he lowed he'd shoot the pestersome
:ree;urs--and 81 one night arter tha'.
hcarn one heller. and Bryant, h
az tie old musket and went out. and.
'ure enough. there was or ey las he
4 setiin' on the comb of the
50 he blazed away. and down
,oae-vhat on Girh did come
Do you reckon, when Bryant
hotl
THE owl suppose
NO sch 4 thing, no sch thing!
ic nu.l w1yi! thar. Twas my old
cat cane 4 tum6iin' down. spit
II. splultrrin'. and s~cratchin'. and
he far a .iyin' every time she jump
d. Ike vnu'd y busted a feather bed
pani BRYANT he said the way he
ONE to shoot The cat instead nj the
vi. tic seed something WHITE
For heavens sake. Mrs STOKES,
i've me he value Of your poultry, or
~ gou wH not! D. one thing O.. The
'Ol. well. dear love your lelrt,
| hid last wear nigh ab,u: the
,mn - I've got this
.Fhrn tell me how many dollars
Won have now, and the things
III let vou see for YOURSELF said
u widow Stokes; and taking an ear
+ corn out o. Il crack between lie
,gS ol the cabin, sud Smelling of. 4
she commenced scattering
e @rrin, al the while screaming. or
lthnr Screrciing--'chick--chick-
lick-ec-chick-ee--chick ee eer
--ITcre they come, ROSTERS,
I'd, hens.anl puileis, and little chicks
craving, cack.;n-, chirping; flying
II Gut'crinr over beds. chairs and
.b,es. aliahiing on the old woman's
,ad and shoulders futtering against
'r sides. %ppckine at her hands, and
eating a din Of confusion altogether
descirbahIe. The old lady seemed
lighted ihus to exhibit her feathered
.ock,' and would occasionally ex-
nice passed., amt they-o
&c passel = But she never would
' what they were worth; no per-
aston would bring her to the point;
ID u papers at Washington con-
in no estimation of the value of the
dow Stokes poultry, though. as
e said herself, she had "a mighty nice
4 father Of an interesting family