The Sumter banner. [volume] (Sumterville, S.C.) 1846-1855, 1849-07-25
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The following sketch taken from the


The following sketch taken from the
Alabama Journal, is Of a 6 few, who
really did see the elephant, q
The monotony Of our village was
agreeably broken on last Monday, by
the advent Of Raymond's Menagerie.
Not the juveniles only, but the whole
population, male and. female, within FIVE
miles of the Court House, were alive
with excitement. The North wind was
cutting as nc.y-shaver, but in spite Of
that and the supposed scarcity of coin
the "pavillion" was thronged. A more
motley assemblage I never saw-the
animals were nothing in comparison
and in point of decorum, the spectators
might have taken lessons from the
Grizzly Bear. It was the only public
assembly that l ever heard of, in this
country, which tho presence of ladies
did not control into propriety of speech
and manner. Even the professional
beast tanners themselves, Mr.. and Mrs.
Schaffer, failed to subdue the rampant
animals outside the cages.
The elephant was the great point Of
attraction as usual. Many were the
remarks elected by its immense size
and docility.
81 want his hide and frame foy corn
crib" said fellow from Panhandle
Beat.
"Save me his cars for skearts to my
old virgin saddle" remarked another.
Goodness gracious!' calculated
sallow girl, with a dirty blue ribbon
arounda a dirty yellow neck, "was it
do'7sed with that long suake thing stuck
te ;ts face?"
"It's got a most the least har to as
much hide, that every seed," quoth
Jerry Brumbelow.
s'Whar do they raise 'cm?' asked
some honest after knowledge.
sNot here-not here in this (hic)
country" replied Jim Nc Gaffey, with q
knowing, would-be-sober, shake of the
head.
ssWhar thcn?"
ssThat ANIMAL" said Jim, who was
very drunk, "that animal wasn't raised
In the island (hic) Of Ameriky. It
came all the way from (hic) .h.ezaud.'
"Give us your hand, my friend" ex-
claimed old Tom Martin, with an iron
ical air, 'give us your hand for the
thrue word yo're tellin' the boys
Don't ye see the craturs fit? look at
his fut! Sure twas made for the 6oas
OF the ould counthry! This thing tho
IS but a heifer, as ye may say. What
would ye say, if ye could sec ag;niyine
grown up Ai,isA BuU2 Och!'
"'Satis jam statiep soliloquised a
corpulent lawyer, ms he walked up;
unconsciously latinizing the spirit of
Tom Haines' remark on similar occa-
sion, mado to Tom Jeffreys.
The group adjourned to tho vicinity
of tho Lions cage.
''Why didn't they shurr that crit
ter's foreparts, as we'll as his hind ones?'
asked some one.
s'You see,' said his keeper, q man
with huge whiskers, and green blanket
coat, sshc's got a breast complaint, and
we were afraid of increasing his cold.'
swell, be granny, I did notice he
was hoarse when he hollered, awhile
ago.
''Whar did he come from, Jim?' ask
ed ono of the crowd.
"From Ireland, too, be Jasus.' said
old Tom, the Irishman, taking tho word
out of Jim's mouth, Didn't he Nc Calf.
ey?'
IT judge (hic) he (hio) did, said
Mack.
."l'll take my co,praI of it, return.
ed Martin; "the groves Of Ha,1ey is
full Oh 'emp
Presently the crowd was ordered
back, and Mr.. and Mrs. Schaffer enter.
tered the cage with the lion, tiger and
other animals.
"That takes Billy's horns clean
smooth off to the skull don't ;t9'
said Tom Husscy.
cts the fust time ever seod tho
likes, and I'm sixty.fve come fall.' re.
marked an old grey headed man.
lis 1t 7ait woman in rhar?' asked q
skeptical dirt cater.
"Why you see," said Jim McGafrev
sits a real woman, but she's cot preae
sPerrets. s, Is Some people though lhic)
think these show people (hic) aint re q
ular human, nohow."
Tom. ''''>' o'u
nWhat are they thene"
"4irish, to be sure!'
wen amt the Irish human?'
- Devil the bit Of it!' responded old
Iom, "the',e all subjects Of the Queer,
Of Great Rrttainp ~