Wilmington journal. [volume] (Wilmington, N.C.) 1844-1895, 1851-11-21
Hard Lie of a Cures Pig.

We have often heard travellers from the back conn
try or the noun aims tell wonderful stories about The
vigilance of the poultry tribe IN the travelling season.
Sunlry most yerIrabe persons have assured that
the hang Of stranger al the farm house is Invaria-
hly regarded by the fowls a dangerous indication,
upon which the oil usually give warning, and
Immediately The yonng of the brong frying
age, for life 10 their hiding aces But the stories
of these travellers, all completely cast in the shade
by The following from Henri De Cirquelles Book.
Among The Cures, hn dwell among The arid and
volcanic mountains that adjon The Nverno<. and who
are vegeiarlanS by neutrality-suspicious. devices are
employed TO keep up fair exterior.
lone Of them thus exed TO most deserted part of
forests, AMI who, the whole year. except On few
occasions lived only on fruit and vegetables, hit
upon most almi able .xpedent for providing an
nal repast to before the Cures of The neghhor
hood when the other, two or three times during
the year, venufed n,o these dreadfu soci ues, with
a view OF assuring himself with his eyes that his
unfortunate colleague had not yet died of hunger The
Cure in question possessed pig, his whole fortune,
and you will see, gentle reader the in which
he uS.'d II.
Immediately the hell OF the preshytery announced
visitor Uhe bell was red with rust and lis iron ton
que never spoke unless TO announce formal visit,)
and hat his cook bal shown his clerical friend into
the ariour, the master of the house drawing himself
up ma e~ca y said 10 his hou>ekeeper. Louis ".
might have said to Vata, Brigite let there be good
dinner for myself AMI nv friend' Brigtte although
she knew there only stale and dried peas
IN her arder, seemed in degree embarrassed by This
order; she summoned to her assistance Toby, the
Carrot called herauSe his hair as red aS that
of native Of West Galloway, and leaving the house
together, they both went in search of the pig
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"Our parsons pig, after short skirmish, was
caught by Rrgtie and her carrotty asS>ant and not
wihstandng his cries. his grunls, his gestures of des
pair and supplication the inhuman cook, Selling his
head, opened a large vein in his throat and relieved
him OF two pounds of blood this, with the addition
garlic, shaIot> mini, wild thyme, and parsley. wa:
converted into most savory and delicious black pn1
ding for the Cure and his friend, and being served
their reverence< smoking hot on the summit of pyra
mid of yellow cabbage, figured admirably small
| Vesuvius and centre dish
The surgical operation over. Brgitte, who's
quahcaonS as sn:npsircSs were superior, darned u
the hole in The neck of the unfortunate animal and h.
was then turned loose until fresh supply OF b|acl
pm iIing should be required for similar OCCASION
! his wretchei pig was never happy. How cun'd h
be so Like Damoces of Syracuse. he livei in
of perpetual fever; terror seized him directly he hear
the Cure's hell and seeing, in imagination, the upIft
ed knife already about to glide into his hacon he in
variety took 10 his heels before Brigle half wa
| 10 the door to answer it,