The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1868-07-01

feIneuy.
Early hatcbed chickens make
early layers next winter.
When bees forage on grazing
lands, all the honey they get is so
much sweetness and nutriment
taken from the pasturage. 1t is
not certain that the loss is not a
serious one to the dairy. y
Remarkable Pistol Shooting.
The "Turf, Field, and Farm,' OF
the 9th instant contains a report
Of a pigeon shooting match be-
tween Captain JOHN TRAVIS and
. Mr.. HENRY CRosrHwA1TE. The
match came off in Pennsylvania,
at Sharon, on the 25th ultimo, the
day being windy, and not favora-
BILE to good shooting. TRAVIS
shot with a pistol, and CRosTH-
WAITE with a shot gun. The pistol
carried 35 to, the pound. CRosrH-
WAITE was allowed 35 yards rise
and 10 yards boundary, IRA
Wis having 10 yards rise and 10
yards, boundary. CRosTHwA1TE
was the, favorite the betting being
100 to 20 on the shot gun, bets
being offered that TRAVIS would
| not kill four-out of the. ten birds
to be. shot at. ~CRosTnwA1TE
/ opened the match, killing the first
four birds suc:essively, missed the
fifth, the sixth fell beyond the
boundary, killed the seventh. mis-
Fscd the eighth, and killed the
ninth and tenth-making- seven
killed out of the ten. Travis
then took his stand. The trap
string was pulled; he missed the
| first bird, killed the second, third:
ana fourth, missed the fifth. killed
the sixth, and missed the seventh.
he had three more chances, and
must kill every bird, or CRosrH-
WAITE would be winner. The
"Turf' closes the report of the
match in the following enthusias-
tie style:
The word is given, the pigeon
rises from the trap, wings made
swifter and stronger by the hope
of freedom. Whiz bang! a little
cloud Of smoke, thud on. the
ground Of falling body, and the
eighth bird is added to the score
!. of the killed. The ninth rises, the
sharp report of the pistol is again
heard, and another bird drops like
a stone to the ground. One more
shot! The last-chance. The bird
must fall within the boundary Or
Crosthwaite claims the stakes and
( is proclaimed the victor. No time
for faltering now. Pull the string.
The captive is free. Itis leaving
its prison house behind. Fright:
ened, desperate, springs into til"
air with the swiftucss of an arrc W
speeding from the bow tigh J.;
strung BY athletic hands, All !!
feet indeed must be the messen-
ger that arrests it's flight ! How
quiet, breathless are the spectators.
The only stoical figure OF the pic
ture is the man standing ten yards
from the trap, pistol in his hand.
The eye flashes along the short
barrel. Hark the report-and
the winged flight of fear is sud
denly arrested. The aim was true,
and the ball has performed it's mis-
sion we'll! The bird falls within
the boundary dying-dead.;;, and
the winds keep on it's course, but
now freighted with hundreds of
cheers. CAPTAIN Travis has killed
his seven birds, tied his opponet,
and the judges pronounce the
match q draw. Mr.. Crosthwaite
distinguished himself: There are
but few men in the country who
can kill their seven birds out
of ten, on a windy day, thirty-fve
yards rise, and ten yards boundary.
What, then must be said Of Cap
tain Travis shooting? He also
killed his seven birds, but with a
pistol! The feat is remarkable, and
deserves to be classed among the
m >st marvellous trials Of skill.
Travis beat himself. Another leaf