The New York herald. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1840-1920, 1874-03-04
Ones Mors ON HIS aish Horse.

Once More ON HIS High Horse.
| Aurora, now fair daughter of the dawn,
sprinkled with rosy light the dewy lawn and
nearly every other place that she could con-
veniently reach with her delicate fingers, and
while she was still busy with this sort Of
sprinkling or pink washing, Quixote, the illus
trious hero, rose from the couch on which he
had sleeplessly tossed for some hours, and
which had now become doubly uncomfortable
because his copious tears had made it Excess
sively wet His heart was touched with the
thought of the miseries and pangs to which
the gentle swine are exposed at the hands Of
barbarous butchers, in order that cruel
world may crafty taste for sausages and
pork chops. He had eaten heartily of
tenderloin and four warm sausages before
going to bed, and early in the night, as he lay
prone and snored so that the rafters ratified,
the spectres of the young pig from whose
body the spoils had been taken, and of the old
SOW, her mother, as we'll as the spectres of all
the other eight of the litter, had taken their
places on the heros person, covering him to
his very chin, and there they had screamed
wild and terrible chorus, like the internal
scream of fifty locomotives through tin tunnels
made in the form of trumpets. He had
awakened with vivid impression of this per-
Torrance, and as the making of hogs into
sausages was one among the very many things
of which he was ignorant, he resolved to
inform himself on the subject. He called
his trusty squire, therefore, to bring him
for immediate use two of the crippled horses
that had been seized as not lit to stand on
their feet, and having put on his head a he'll
met made of the leaves of all his old gram
mars, which he had found the hardest thing
in the world to get through, and covered him
self with patent armor made of printed
copies of laws regarding animals, he rode
gloriously to the establishment of hog
slaughterer. His worst fears were realized by
what he there saw. He discovered that the
hogs were actually killed with knives, which
were thrust into their threats but that pre-
viously, by a villanous machinery, the hogs
were dragged up into the air by the hind
legs, simply for the convenience of the
butchers and without any regard to the
feelings or sense of dignity of the hogs He
looked about him and saw ct q glance that it
was not necessary to employ heroic weapons
on the creatures engaged in this cruelty, for
they trembled at his presence. He therefore
contented himself with giving peremptory di-
rections that in future no hog should be thus
drawn into the air save by silken cord or q
silver chain, nor unless its legs were attached
to the cord or chain by velvet band and its
head permitted to rest on pillow of swans
down. and that no knife should be thrust into
any hogs throat that had not fine and
smooth handle Of ivory or tortoise shell. All
these directions the wretches promised to
comply WITH but no sooner had the Knight of
the Woful Countenance left them than they
ran to justice and appealed to the compli-
cations of law. How our knight dealt with
the justice will be shown in another chapter.