The Evansville daily journal. [volume] (Evansville, Ia. [i.e. Ind.]) 1848-1862, 1850-10-31
shooting Exploi. eff sheridan.

Shooting Exploit Of sheridan.
Tom Sheridan used 10 tell story for and
against himself, which we shall taAe leave
TO relate.
He was staying at Lord Craven's at
Brennan, Tor rather HemPstead,) and one
day proceeded on Il hunting excursion, like
Hawthorne, with only = his dog and his gun"
aioot and unattended by companion or keep
err; the sport was bad-the birds few aud
shy and he walked and walked in search of
game, until unconsciously he entered the
domain of some neighbouring squire. A
very short time after he perceived advancing
towards him, at the top Of his speed Il jolly.
comfortable looking gentleman, followed 10y
a servant, armed, as it appeared for conflict.
Tom took up position, and awaited the APP
prOacl OF the enemy.
Halo you sir said the squire, when
within half-earshot, what are you doing
here. sir ell p
Pm shooting, SIR said Tom.
Do you know where you are, sir p said the
squire.
Pm here, SIR said Tom.
Here, SIR said tie squire, growing angry.
and do you know where here is, sir ?-ihtse.
sir Day manors; what do you think Of
that sir. eh p
Why. sir, as to your Manners said Tom,
can't say they seem over agrecabie.'
i don't want any Jokes, SIR slid the squire.
Who are you. sir-what are you {?
Why, SRI said Ton, my me Is ShcFi-
dam am staying at Lord Craven's--l have
conc out Cor some SPORT have not had
any, and am not aware that / am tres
passing;
Sheridanr said the squire, cooling lit
tie, oh, from Lcrd Craven's, ELI We'll,
sir, could not KNOW that, sir,--l-'
No, sir, said Tom, but you need not
have been in a passion
Not in IL passion. Mir. Sheridann said the
squire, you don't know, SIR. what these pre-
serves have cost me, and tie pains and
trouble have been at With them; it's all
very well ior you TO talk, but II YOU were ia
my place, | should like 10 know villa, yuu
would say upon such jill OCCASION.
Why, SIR said Tom, il were in your
place, under all the circumstances, -irurrtti
say am convinced, MIR. Sheridan, you aid
not mean to annoy Int, and as you look Il
good deal Tired, perhaps you'll come up 10
my house, AMI lake some reircshmcnt.'
The squire was Int hasrJ by TINS noncha-
lance, and us the sewepapers say acted
upon Sheridan's suggestion.
So far sad poor Tom. the story tells
JOr me-npw YOU shall hear the srquel.'
/ Alter having RECALLED himself al the squire 5
house, and having said live hundred more
good things than he swallowed, having de-
iIghted his host, and more than halt Won
the hearts Of his wife and daughter, the
/ sportsman proceeded Oh his return home
ward.
! In the course of his walk he passed through
I 4
was Il green, Ia the centre OF winch was Il
pond-in the pond were ducks innumerable,
swimming and diving: on lis verdanl banks a
motley group Of salian; cocks and pert part
/ let's, picking and ieedlng-the lariner was
leaning over the hatch oil the barn, which
stood near two cottages Oh the side of tie
green.
Tom hated TO 90 back with an empty bag;
and having failed in his attempt at higher
game it struck him as good JOKE TO ridlcule
lhe exploits OF the day himself ia order 10
prevent any one else from doing 1t for hum
;,nd he thought to carry home u certain mum
Der of the domestic inhabitants oil The pond
and its vicinity. would serve the purpose ad-
mirably Accordingly, up he goes 10 the
farmer, and accosts him very civi!sy-
! My good friend, said Tom, iii make you
an offer
OF what? 2 says The farmer.
I why replies Tom, Il have been out all
/ day tagging after birds, and haven't had a
shot; now as both my barrels are loaded, |
should like TO take home something; what
shall give you to let HE have shot with
each barrel at those ducks and fowls-l
standing here, aud 10 have whatever
| Kill p
What sort of shot are you?' said the
/ farmer.
.Fairlsh' said Tom, 'fairish.'
'Aud TO have ali you kill 2 said the farmer
i-'ehF
Exactly 50, said Tam.
Half guinea said The farmer.
That's too much, said Tom. iii tell you
what III do--l'll give you seven shilling
| piece, which happens to be all the money
have in my pocket
We'll said the man, hand il over
The payment was made-Tom, true 10 hls
bargain, took up his post by the barn door,
ana let fly with one barrel. and then with tile
other; aud such quackng, and splashlng, aud
screaming, and iluitrriug, had never been
seen in that place before.
Away ran Tom. and, delighted with his
success, picked up first hen, then chicken,
then iished out ii dying duck or two, AMI 50
on. unlil he had numbered eight head OF do
nestle game, with which his bag was nobly
( Gislended.
Those were right good shots, sir said the
farmer.
Yes said Tom; 'eight ducks and fowls
are worth more than you bargained Tor, old
ieIIow-wOrth rather m"re, | suspect, than
seven shiings-ehP
II why, yes said the man, scratching hi
head, 4 think they be, but what do care lol
that-they are none Of mine .
Here said Tom, 4 was. for once in my HE