Wilmington journal. [volume] (Wilmington, N.C.) 1844-1895, 1873-10-17
from the Danbury News.
Cock Fight in DamburY.

Rev. Mr.. Pickuey, of Slawson,
bought game rooster from a Dan
bury dealer Saturday. Mr.. Pinckney
informs rs that he was not aware the
fowl wits of the game species he
bought it because of its shapely ap-
pcarancp. We believe this statement.
and are coniil : hat the good people
of SlawsnIi III .tu,iHit him of all blame
i'll the H,it,.i t',Ia,o affair of last Sun
day morning. the particulars of which
are IS follows At the time the trout
bic commenced Mr.. ptnckuey was en-
gagged IN arranging his necil-tie prepa-
ratory t" putting on his vest and coat.
iiappeuimg to look ont of the window
he SAW his new rooster and u rooster
belonging 10 the widow Rathburn
sularinG itit' III the street for a fight. -
Surprised and PANIED by this display,
he Immediately started out to quell the
disturbance" but was too late. When
he got there half dozen young ruff
fans with cigars III their mouths and
evil in their eyes, had surrounded the
birds which were already in the ARRAY.
They would thrust their heads out at
each other and rutlle their necks and
then dance around and strike ont with
their spurs and jump back and thrust
cut their heads again. Ard when the
boys saw him they shouted out, "Hur-
~ up, badi, (Mr. Pinckney is a little
BALD or you'll miss the fun" Mr..
Pinckney was inexpressibly shocked
1t was Sunday morning the homes of
two OF his deacons and several Of his
most prominent members were in
sight, and there were those BOOSTERS
Carrying on like mad and a parcel of
wicked and profane boys standing
around shouting their approval and
noisily betting on the result. He
made en- effort to secure the fowl, but
it eiuded him. The Precipitation
streamed down his face, which burned
like fire, his knees trambled, and he
fel. IS he saw the neighbors gathering,
| that if the earth would open and
ss.,I'ow lin IL co"9;d never be suffi-
GENTLY grateful. Just rs he attempted
to catch his rooster a rough looking
individual, with his pants in his boots,
and a cap with drawn-down fore
piece, came, and taking in the scene at
a glance, sided in with the other
rooster. Fair play shouted the
new conner for the benefit Of the crowd,
and Don't step on the birds, old
codger," for the particular benefit of
Mr.. Pinckney, who crazed beyond
reason, was jumping about, swinging
his arms, and muttering incohe-ent
things, to the great danger of stepping
on the combatants. Good for old
Pinckney's rooster, screamed the boys
in delight, as that owlknockeda hand
full of feathers from his opponent
neck. ''The parson knows how to do
it," said q one-eyed man. gratefully.
Mr.. Pinckney could have swooned,
''I'll go you five dollars on the Wild
der" said the rough man, earnestly
winking at the clergyman.
''Take him, Pinckney; take him,
Pinckney," chorused the crowd of raga-
mullins. MY friends protested the
unfortunate minister in a voice of
agony. 81 cannot, 1 cannot" "Tll
back you, sir" said an enthusiastic
man with fish pole; '.I'll put it up
for you, and you can let me have it
from your donation" The clergyman
groaned. "Catch the Widder," shout
ed the rough man to Mr.. Pinckney, in
dicating that lady's bird by motion
of his finger. Mr.. Pinckney clutched
it, dropping on his knees as he did So.