Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1872-08-23

their combined weight was less than two
hundred and twenty pounds.
II may readily be guessed that these
soldiers had little respect for Virginia
aristocracy, and the tentpoles had hardly
got settled in the ground before q noted
rider named-well, Smith-shouldere his
deer-killer and started out on little ex-
pedition. He was Sergeant, and of inn
mense size, and went by the name of
1.-THE Big Sergeant" He made straight
march for the old Virginian's manor.
Now, the old gentleman had many pets
about the grounds, and among them
tame crow which he valued very highly.
lie also had tame rabbits, doves, etc. The
Sergeant climbed the stone wall, and drop
ped himself and his gun on the inside of
the grounds. The first thing his eye
struck was the tame crow, who uncon
cernedly flew near him, and alighted on a
limb and began to cav at him. The Ser
geant put his rifle TO his shoulder and
banged away, and Mr.. Grow came flut-
tering to the ground. The soldier reload
ed his gun, leaned it against the wall, and
went to get his game.
Instantly there came running from the
house, in high state of excitement, the
old Virginian, and when he saw that his
pet crow had been killed his rage had no
bounds. He rushed for the Sergeants
gun, and, swearing that he wouldn't have
given the crow for the whole Yankee
army, vowed that he would blow the sol
dier's brains out. With this he brought
the piece to a cock, and glanced along
the barrel. The Sergeant begged for his
life, and the Virginian swore he would
take it.
The Virginian finally thought of q
compromise, and with look half be-
tween amazement and rage told the Ser
geant he must eat that raw crow. In
vain the other protested; the Virginian
insisted on the price of his adversary's
life. So the Sergeant pulled off feathers
and began to gag and eat
How do you like crow ?" hissed the
Virginian, Through his teeth.
The only answer the other gave was to
beg to be let off He was sorry he had
shot the crow; didn't know that it was
tame one, and he wouldn't do such
thing again. Finally the old man took
the gun from its aim, and told the Ser
geant he needn't eat any more. His heart
full of joy, the soldier threw the bird upon
the ground, and said
"Well, l kin eat crow, but l don't like
it."
The story might stop here if it was
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but the rest of 1t is the best.
CHAPTER II.
The old Virginian after surveying his
dead pet for an instant in sorrowful
manner, returned the gun and started for
his mansion. The other quickly brought
his piece to his shoulder, and called out
Hold on there, Mister"
"What do you want ?" asked the other,
as he turned and behold a "bead" drawn
on him.
"pd like to have you eat the rest OF
this crow"
The old man fumed and swore, and
tore about in frantic manner, saying
he'd be cursed if he would, and that he
didn't want eny of the young mans
jokes. The cooking of the gun, and the
assurance on the part of the soldier that
he would certainly put ball through the
old mans shoulder unless he complied
with the demand, induced the Virginiar
to retrace his steps. "NOw," said the
Sergeant, 81 want you to eat the rest o.
that crow, and no nonsense"
A punch of the rifle on the shoulder o.
the old man reused him to quick sens,
of his position, and picking up the crow
: he endeavored to bite it. He grew pale
, the perspiration stood upon his face, III
trembled like terrier, his mouth water
, ed, his eyes filed, he gagged, and i
seemed physical impossibilitv for hin
to touch the crow. The Sergeant, how
ever compelled him to take bite, and i
was the only one he did take for hi
E breakfast came up so rapidly to protes
E against crow that the soldier relented ant
{ told him to "git' and never to troubl
Bucktail again
Here would seem to be another prope
, place to end this story, but there is still
! another chapter.
CHAPTER III.
: The next day, the old Virginian, smart
: ing under the indignities he had suffered
e in not only having his pet crow killed, bu
being compelled to eat a portion of i
!, went to the headquarters of the Buck
: : tails and made a complaint to the Colon(
= against the big Sergeant. The Colonel q
+ once sent an orderly for Sergeant Smith
n rightly supposing he must be the perso
a referred to. He obeyed the summons 8
8 once. He pushed the door of the ter
y aside and entered the presence. SnaI
: ping his heels together and standing ereC
- in the position of attention" he brougf
/ his right hand quickly to the visor of HI
o military cap, and gave the customar
S salute to his Colonel.
s Sergeant" said the commander yer
r gravely, do you know that gentleman;
> pointing to the old Virginian.
!; " eyes, sir" promptly answered II
y. other.
l. "How did you become acquainted wit
n him, Sergeant?"
e I'VE dined together yesterday, sir
Y promptly answered the cuIprit.
n The roar of laughter which followe
- this reply need not be described, nor Il
- manner in which the old Virginian joine,
/ The Sergeant was sent back to his qua
/. ters, and the interview between the o.
Of aristocrat and the Colonel was ended |
d an invitation to the latter to dine Il
ID next day at the old mansion.
se Whether this story has any bearir
u 4 upon the present practice of eating Gro
al or not, | cannot pretend to say, but
is have little doubt that the pet crow of Il
~ old Virginian was quite as palatable
Is him as Greeley is to some of those wi
re are compelled to swallow him. Was
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