Wilmington journal. [volume] (Wilmington, N.C.) 1844-1895, 1848-04-28
From the st. Louis Reveille
Mrs. SCruggins on Cows,


We used to keep cow said Mrs. Scrug-
gins, when we lived in Cincinnater, and SIGH
a good COW She used to come up as reglar
to her milk as clock work She'd knock at
the gate with her horns, jest as sensible Her
name was Rose | never knowd how she
got that name, for she was as black as kit
tie. One day Rose got sick, and wouldn't eat,
poor thing, and day or two after she died.
do b'lieve cried when she was gone. Well,
we went little while without a COW, but
told Mr.. S. it wouldn't do, no how-we must
have a another, and he gin in. Whenever
said must, Mr.. S. knew that meant it. Well,
few days after, he came home from market
with the finest COW and young calf, ever
seed He gave thirty dollars for her and the
calf, and two levies to man to help 10 bring
her home. They drove her into the back yard,
and Mr.. S. told me to come out and see her,
and did. went up to her Jest as used to
do Rose, and when I said poor Sukey, the
nasty brute, would you blieve, she kicked
me Her foot caught in my dress, bran span
new one, which cost two levies a yard and
she took levie's worth out of it, and then
how wicked she stuck her head at me.
screeched right out
Mr.. s. jumped and caught me jest as was
| dropping-l wasn't quite as heavy then-and
! he carried me to the door, and went in and
sat down. | felt faintish, | was so abomina-
bly, skeered. Mr.. S. said he'd learn her some
manners so he picked up the poker and went
out, but hadn't hardly begun to get little
strengthened up afore in rushed my dear hus-
band, Aourshin' the poker at that vicious
cow, who, with her head down and tail up,
was running at him like mad Mr. S. jumped
into the room, but before he had time to turn
round and shut the door, that desperate COW
was in, too Mr.. S. got up on the dining ia
BILE and run into the parlor. [ thought I'd
be safe there, but | was scared so bad that
| forgot TO shut the door, and would you b'lieve
it, after looking over the dining table, and
rollin' Mr.. S off, in she walked into the par
lor. shakin' her head jestas much to say I'll
give you fetch now
L Jumped up on chair, but thinkin' that
not high enough, got one foot or the top of
the large brass knob on the Franklin stove,
and put the other on the mantle-piece. | was
safe there-she couldn't reach me. You
ought to have seed that COW in our parlor-
she looked all round as if she was 'maZed.-
At last she looked in the large mirror and saw
another cow, as she thought, lookin' wrathy
like herself. She shuck her head and paved
the carpet, and of course so did her reflection,
and would you b'lieve it, the orful brute went
right into my mirror-the big new one had
only had two months. | boo hood right out.
s'pose she thought she heered the calf, for
she tried to get out, and in going round the
room she poked her head in Mr.. SIS bookcase
no doubt she smelt the calf skin covers
All this time | was gettin' agonized. The
brass mob on the stove got so hot that had
to sit down on the narrow mantle-plece and
hold on to nothin'. | dassint move for fear
I'd slip off, and thar was that awdaclous brute
maxim the bominablest litter right in my best
room that ever any Christian woman did en-
dure.
"Mr. S. went round to the front door but
it was locked, and he then came 10 the win
dow and opened it. jumped down and rur
for the window, and hadn't more than got my
head out afore heard her comm after me
Gracious, but was in a hurry More haste
less speed always, for the more | tried t
climb quick, the longer it took me and would
you b'ieve it, jest as | got ready to JUMP
down, that brute of cow caught me behlnt
and turned me clear over and over out of thu
window. Well, dear, when | got right SIDE
up as they put on lookin' glass boxes, look
ed I'D at the winder, and there stood that COW
) with her head jest between the red and white
curtains, and with another piece OF my dres
danglin' on her horns.
s'Husband and me was just startin' for tn
little alley that run along side OF the house
, when that cow give bawl, and out OF tn
! winder she came. Whiskin' her tail abou
like all wrath, it caught fire in the Franklin
= stove, and it sarved her right. Mr.. s. and m
run into the alley in such hurry that we 60
, wedged fast. Husband tried TO get ahead, bu
. | had been in the rear long enough, and
f wouldn't let him. Would you b'lieve it, tina
dreadful COW no sooner seen US IN the allie
: than in it dashed, but thank goodness it stuc
e fast, too. Husband tried the gate, but it wa
fast, too, and there was no getting out OF tn
n house or yard TO open it. Mr.. s. wanted
i. climb over and unfasten it, but | wouldn't Il
: him wasn't going to be left alone agal
Y with that dreadful enraged cretur, even II SD
e acus fast. and so l told him. made him bel
e me over the top of the gate; but cllmbln
Y high gate when you are skeered by a cow
: dreadful, and know it.
Y "I got over, let husband in, and then
# took him, and me, and four nelghbors, to g
that dreadful critter out of the alley. She be
II lowed and kicked, and her calf beloved
: her, and she bawled back agin, but we got b
d out at last, and SIGH time, alb, dear-l hs
e enough of her. Husband sold her for twent
e dollars the next day. 1t cost him seventy-f'
y cents to git her to market, and when he trit
n to pass one of the five dollar bills he got
would you b'lieve 1.-THE nasty rag was
:e counterfeit. Mr.. Scruggins said, to his dyll
ID day, that he b'lieved the brother OF the Mo
lie that sold him that cow. bought il back agl