The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1869-04-08
On. O." AMoNG THE CHICKENs.
Hts Adventures at tne Poultry show
. How the BOOSTERS Received Him
-AstOntshment OF the Ducks
Admiration OF the Turkeys
YeIpInR Dogs and an
Internal Mule.
Correspondence Of the Cincinnati Times.

Correspondence Of The Cincinnati Times.
Greeley came late to the Poultry
Show, as usual. The attendance was
small, and looked, all the smaller from
the vast space the show was held in.
The venera BILE editor of the Tribune was
not in good temper, and he had GER
tain Querulousness in his tone that he
does not usually reveal in public, re-
serving his chief disagreeableness for
the editorial room and his Intimate
friends.
His voice was pitched to a higher
treble than common, and the various
birds there, not being very intelligent,
failed to recognize it as human. They
evidently mistook it for the expression
of an unknown animal, and greeted 1t
accordingly: "Mys friends" began n.
g., and here a rooster poured forth q
cock-a-doodle.doo in clarion notes that
fairly drowned the feeble organ of the
IT am glad to meet you (quack, quack,
quack, went whole corps OF ducks,
and kept it up for five minutes). AS
was saying, am glad to meet you here
to night (gobble, gobble, gobble, sound
ed from u hundred turkeys, until the
speaker turned red with vexation).
Farming is the noblest calling, as every
wise man will attest "a countless num-
Der of geese drowned his voice with a
hibiscus nOise). as every one will attest
who is within reach of my (quack,
quack, gobble, gObble, cock. a-doOdle-
doc, all in chOrus)-within reach of my
vote. ra rs.. -.. q g..
"The farmer (quack, quaok, quack)
the farmer 1 say (gobble, gobble, COB.
blel-the farmer (cock-a-doodle-doo
If could make myself heard in this
somewhat noisy place" (here n. G..
lifted his shrill treble so high that a
huge Cochin-China cock, considering it
a challenge from a rival rooster, flap.
ped his wings, and gave such a loud
street philosopher was completely
drowned in the volume of sound.)
Greeley made no effort to finish the
sentence. 1t was evident anger was get
ting the better of his Judgment. He was
silent for some minutes before he went
on: "Nature dWells in the country;
there Is her sanctuary; there" (pe-
yunk, peyunk, peyunk yelled one of
the many dogs the farmers had brought
to town, and tied in the inclosure.)
Once more the sentence was cut of,
and another begun, II. G. growing red
about the ears, and saying, soto UOce,
"D-n poultry, anyhow! Who that has
(bow-wOw-wow, peyunk, peyunk,
quack, gobble, gobble, quack hiss, hiss,
cock. a-doodle-doO, peyunk, bow~wow-
WOW, chimed in geese, ducks, ROSTERS,
| turkeys and dogs!
The audience could not repress their
merriment longer. Everybody burst
into roar of laughter save Greeley,
who looked as mad as he ever can look.
There was a long pause, and then the
venerable journalist took heart again.
"Great cities have many attractions,
but they are artificial aud receptions,
my friends. Look into your heart,
question it, and it will answer in still,
small voice" Chez. haw, hee.haw, hee-
haw, beloved a mule almost under
the speakers nose, and submerged the
EDITORS slender organ as the roar OF a
battery STILES the piping OF a thrush).
The philosopher lost his philosophy.
| He spoke no more. The mules pro-
test against his continuance was too
much for human nature. He left the
rostrum saying in audible tones, 81 al
ways did hate mules. D-n mules;
they'll do Rnythingw
| The audience exploded once more.
The geese Missed, the turkeys gobbled,
the ducks quacked, the roosters crowed,
| the dogs barked. and the COWS below
ed in such n grand menagerie chorus as
has rarely been heard on the Island OF
Manhattan. Attempts were made to
| pacify Greeley, but he strobe off in a
towering rage, declaring, it is said,
"D-n you; hate all of you. You're
as bad as that ID mule!"