Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1858-03-27

when it was her invariable practice to take out her
spectaolee--they had but half u glass left-and
read me u chapter. On these occasions she ire.
quently talked Of teaching me my letters but the
next day a career OF steam and soap-suds was COM
menced, which lasted throughout the week, and
my education was forgotten, until the Sabbath AZ.
pearance of her battered Bible and its never.iail.
ing accompanyment,the green poll parrot with blue
cheeks.
To carry home her linen she always had n Ned
that is, always within my memory and | could
hardly believe Blue Peter the poacher, when he
first told me that our fine, tall, stately, stout, long.
cared friend, who looked as though he had ever
been just as be was. had actually pinned for some
time about the dead body of bis dam on the com.
mon, and would havO Gied without an owner, If
grabny hadn't kindly taken to the ragged, miser.
able toal, and reared him. Poor as We we're, the
Ned had always been fat and sleek-his neigh
could be heard for niies-he rranced with pride,
ana to him were ascribed the finest mules on the
Caddlscombe railroad. lie was now ss gray as a
badger with age, but his youthful energy had not
departed. Though grisly, he galloped mos, gal
lautly beneath the weight Of granny and her Gus.
toners linen. He worked only two days in the
week-MInday and Saturday -durinE the other
i've he led in perfect freedom on the common
Once upon a time, Squire P8tch's people had
caught and put him in harness. by wsy Of a lark
but his emancipation was easily achieved by a
triiiing e%xerti0n Of his prodigious pow ers-the
coachman said that The could kick a town down..
This capital creature was a very useful piece
OF property; but touching my grardmotber's
other Animal nothing laudstory can be esid. No.
body could recolleCt where che had picked him up.
The bacon was all bOuSht-there had not been a
porker IN the parish within the memory Of man.
or simon had neither contemporaries, progeny or
subjects he was himself alone-Me PIG.
There were plenty of cocks and hens-cows,
Uuils. bulIocks- rams. ewes. lambs, and chilver
hogs-but no pigs barring Sir Simon. Tne Ned
had not a name-the pig had. Everybody knew
him as Sir Simon, lie was ihe kindest, the most
patient animal in the world. If the boys had
nothing better to do. they sought him out, on the
common, and three OF four of thsm at once be-
strobe him. Whom fairly mounted he would ejac.
ulate Il note or two expressive Of mock heroic ia
dignatlOn, raise his head, cock his tail, and set Of
AT Iull speed. In u few minutes his riders were
invariably thrown. Buckle himself could not sit
a pig at tull speed the scapulsr and caulal verte-
br9 are SO much lower than the lumbar-at least
they were IN Sir Simon. tho only pig ever rode
that with the animals violent actiun the rider il in
varlably shuHed over his head. or shelyed over his
tail, unless he can take and maintain hold of the
latter organ and one of the ears. But this Sir
would on no account permit. lie was gord-humor.
ed to a fault be would dig on the common for the
roots he loved with IL squib tied to his tail. but the
you touched his ears you put him in pas.
DECEASED you to the level Of = dog, and
Knocked you ten feet off, topsey turvv, Without the
lehs' remorse. His tusks were like the canine
teeth OF a tiger, but he never used them, even
when irrItated except against dogs. Ile would
Iift \ boy 10y an upward action Of his smut over u
bush, and leave MIN unhurt upon the sward
but II "a strange dog tackled him, il was
his sublime pleasure To adopt a demi. lateral, demi-
perpendicular action Of the head, by which his
was MORALLY ripped, and tossed. spawling
IL the agOhIes of death, over the swines head. To
he boys Sir Simon was a rough, gOod-naturcd play
nate on an emergency to II dog he was dire.
The pig had but one prediction he never tes-
the least particle Of love towards me, my
grandmother, or any human being: but for the
Ned he entertained a decided partiality. lie was
with him, except when once now and then
ne would sroll into Cuckold's Harem wood for a
least OF beech'mast and acorns. Where the Ned
was grazing, there the pig was ploughing. He
trotted by the side vi his long.eared friend, when
their mutual mistress took home her clean linen; he
couched l. on the common. at his back. lie recog.
nlzvd nothing but the Ned but the Ned never
seemed to take the least notice of him.
The realities that mingled with my dream, were,
my grandinother's screams. the hUwls of Sin,
Squire Patch's shouts, and Sir Simon's deep gut
teral triumphant grunt. l awoke in a violent fright
and as soon rs l became conscious of where | was,
stole on tiptoe to the window tor Information. In
the high road froa, the peak of Transom TORI,
which the front of Ezra's cottage commanded for
nearly a quarter of a mile, there was to me a most
appalling piece If work. At one timid, anxious,
turtive peep through the jessamine which par,ial.
ly shaded the window, l saw that | had occasion.
ed a ~frightful c0mmotion. The living picture be
fore me told lts story in on instant. From what !
saw, the conviction flashed upon me that some good
natured friend had gone Gown to my grandmother,
and told her about Squire Patch having uncoupled
the bloodhcunds on my track. That old woman,
as a matter of course, had mounted her ~palfrey,
and come off at foil speed to the rescue. On reach.
ing the scene Of action, Death, the younger Of the
blood hounds, having a dash of the bull dog breed
in her derived from her sire, had pinned the Ned
Sir Simon, perceiving the nose of his friend be.
tween the jaws of a dog, had torn the latter from
neck to navel. Sin, a witness Of the catastrophe.
having no bull dog blnod in her veins. had taken
to her heels-Sir Simon. who wen, to great lengths
when he was put up, had followed, supported by
my desperate grandmother and her enraged Ned.
All this, as | subsequently ascertained. had
taken place but, as | bave said, the facts flushed
upon Inc at a glance. First came the livercolored
bloc dhOund, SIn,-a single object-the very centre
OF the living picture fat, ~gasping, and scarcely
able to maintain a gallop drops of burning sweat
rolled over her ievered tongue 1.-THE only part in
which dogs persplre j her eyes we're blpodshot.
and the protruded pupils we're dragged backward.
and fixed in horrid alarm on her pursuers her
tan was between her legs, her back was smooth.
not a. hair on it was elevated. Next came Sir
Simon:-his tusks were CORY he frequently lick.
ed his hirsute lips the bri-ties on his back were
all bolt upright his tail, which naturally had a
'tritiing curl. looked as though he had tied il into u
knot by setting in action some of the muscles
about his jaws. his long rugged tusks were fully
deVeloped-he grunted with glee. Z
My granny and her Ned followed. The old lady
was in u desperate plight. Her cap ha blown off,
and her long grizzly hair, divided into numerous
ropy rats tails, shot out in straight lines from the
back of her head. Her brown sinewy arms were
in violent motion. for she was urging the Ned. by
humping his neck with her white fists, s0dden il
sOaD huus. To Increase his anppt Rut thia eYertiDT
ON her part was needless. The Ned seemed to be
personally interested in the exploit his lips were
~margined with crimson foam the spirit of ven
geance beamed forth from his dark eyes ; his ears
lay fat on his neck his flexible and wounded
upper lip was in constant motion he frequently
revealed his long teeth, and evidently had an in,
tense desire TO have "a scruach at the bones of the
bloodhnund.
Spurs Patch and his visitors--tbe troop of boys
who followed me from Transum Torr-two or three
game keepers-that internal position who fogged
me sO-the blacksmith, hot from his furge--tbe
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