The Kansas herald of freedom., 1859-12-03
A Game Dinner.

day, OF novel feast, that we do not recol-
iect to ever have seen in print. 1t is too
good to be lost aud although it may cer-
tainly lose in our telling, we may succeed
in giving the point.
Shortly after the war with Great Britain
an aristocratic English gentleman built a
fine residence in the vicinity of Fort
George, on the Niagara frontier, and, in
accordance with the old country idea of
exclusiveness, he inclosed his ground
with high, tight fence. Here he lived
like an OLD English gentleman-one of
the olden time-with the exception that
none but the elite of the Province and
the officers of the neighboring garrison
were permitted to pass his gate. There
was q good understanding sbetwean the
American officers at Fort Niagara and the
British officers at Fort George, and the
men were permitted occasionally to visit
back and forth. Among the American
soldiers was queer chap, who suffered
terribly, was very fond of hunting, and
was always getting into some sort of mis-
chief.
One day this chap took the small boat
that lay moored at the foot of the walls
of the fort, and crossed over to the Cana
da shore for hunt. He wandered over
several miles in the rear of Fort George,
without meeting any game, and on his
return seeing crow on tree within the
inclosure of the arisfocratic Englishman,
he scaled the high fence, fired aud brought
down his game. Colonel, or whatever his
title may have been-we will call him
Colonel, any nyhow-witnessed the transac-
ton, and advanced while our soldier was
reloading. He was very angry, but see
ing the Yankee standing coolly with 8
loaded gun in his hand, he gulped down
his passion for the moment, and merely
asked if he killed the crow; the soldier
replied he did. at am sorry" said the
Colonel, "for he was pet. By the by,
that is very pretty gun-will you be SO
kind as to let me look at it ?" The SOL
dier complied with the request. The
Englishman took the gun, stepped back
few PAGES, took deliberate aim, and then
broke forth in a TRADE of abuse, conclud-
ing with an order to stoop down aud take
bite of the crow, or he would blow his
brains out. The soldier explained, apol-
ogized and entreated. 1t was no use.
There was shoot in the Englishman's
eye-there was no help for it-and the
suffering soldier stopped and took bite
of the crow, but swallow it he could not.
Up came his breakfast-his dinner the
day before, and it really appeared as if he
would throw up his toe-nails. The Eng
lishman gloated on the misery of his vic
tim, and smiled complacently at every
additional heave. When he got through
vomiting and had wiped his eyes, the
Colonel handed him his gun, with the re-
mark, "Now, you rascal, that will teach
you how to poach on gen.leman's in
! closure"
The Yankee soldier took his gun, and
the Colonel might have seen the devil in
his eye if he had looked close. Stepping
back, he took deliberate aim at the heart
of his host, and ordered him instantly to
finish the crow. Angry expostulations,
prayer and entreaties were useless things.
There was shoot in the Americans eye
then, as there had been in the English
mans eye before. There was no help at
hand, and he took bite of the crow.
One bite was enough to setid all the good
dinners he had eaten lately on the same
journey with the garrison fare of the
soldier, and while the Englishman was
in the agony of sickness, Jonathan es-
capped to the American shore.
The next morning early, the command
ant of Fort Niagara was sitting in his
quarters, when Col. was an.
nounced.
"Sir," said Col. -, II come to de-
mand the punishment of one of your men,
who yesterday entered my premises and
committed great outrage"
ave have three hundred men here,
and it would be difficult for me to know
who it is you mean," said the American
officer.
The Englishman described him as a
long, dangling, suffering, stoop-shoulder-
ed devil.
"Ah I know who you mean," said
the commander "he's always getting in
to mischief. Orderly, call Tom"
In few moments Tom entered. and
stood at attention as straight as his natural
build would allow, while not trace OF
emotion was visible in his countenance.
"Tom," said the officer, "do you know
this gentleman ?''
"Ye-ye-ye-es, sir"
"Where did you ever see him before?''
"I-I-I," said Tom, suffering awfully,
but retaining the grave expression natur-
al to his face, II di-di-di-dined with him
yesterday"
We believe Tom was not punished
Indianapolis Sentinel.