The Colfax chronicle. [volume] (Colfax, Grant Parish, La.) 1877-1981, 1877-12-29
Trouble Ahead.

Il
have seen it. 1t is intended to be
used in severing my head from my
body. Oh, there's no mistake about
it, mrs. Dorking, and I'd advise you
TO keep an eye out for your own head.
II isn't safe. Only yesterday heard
missis say to master, Chat Buff CO.
chin will make a delicious pie for
Thanksgiving" What !" said he,
"you surely don't mean to kill that
splendid fowl? She is one of the
best of the lot, and she's two ears
old, too" Here pricked up my ears
and took courage only for u moment,
alas for missis replied: eyes, |
know; but you remember how she
destroyed my tiower-bed this sum.
mer,and | vowed that she should not
live to do the like again; know her
tricks and her manners. She doesn't
scratch, oh, no; but she wallows, and
that's worse still for my poor pansies.
No, she must furnish our TiIanksgiy-
ing pie. She's not too old, Pm sure"
Now, that's what | call unjust. After
all my self-denial and painstaking
this whole summer to be so treated
Oh account of little bit of thought
lessness on my part. How should |
know but the hole under the fence
was left there expressly for my use to
pass throughP Pm sure it was Just
the right size. And once through,
and such IL plot of rich loose soil be-
fore NE, who can blame me too much
II the hen III my nature did, for the
time, overcome my discretion, and
lead me to search bit for the worms
which seemed to abound there ? Are
not worms my natural and legitimate
prey land should | not be justified in
getting them wherever / caul A fowl
of your good SENSE can only answer,
l should. ALI. those worms! my
mouth waters now. | was just divl-
ding the sixteenth among my family
when a person with bare arms and
broom III her hand came tearing out
OF the house, shouting and gesticula-
ting with the broom, i'll what 1 call a
very unlady like way. ''Sho0 !" is an
Odious word; hate it. Why couldn't
she politely say, "Mrs. Cochin, your
presence is no longer desirable in this
part of the yard. Please find that
hole under the gate, and retire by the
! way you came" should think | am
hen OF sufficient self-respect TO pre-
vent my thrusting my companywliere
it is not wantedi | can t;tkea hint.
hope. But, instead of that. she land
they are all alike) roars, "shoo. & It
out! yah !" and claps her lantls and
stamps her feet as if she were driv-
ing out herd of mad cattle instead
! of Il few harmless fowls. Such treat
memt is calculated To inlure the feel,
ings of one who, like myself, comes
of "a genteel race, and whose family
have ever been accustomed to re-
spectful usage in their own country.
| wonder the shock didn't kill me.
Thanksgiving, forsooth! I'd like
to know What they really do mean
/ by 1t. As near as can mud out, it's
only an excuse for Il little extra gor-
niaIidizing Oh the part of the people,
and the OCCASION OF Il terrific panic
amongst us.
The turkeys are all going to roost
on the top of the dead tree back of
the barn, and the geese will sleep
nobody knows where or how. But
my danger is certain. Where can
hide myself9 can keep out of the
way during the day, but ut night |
may be surprised at any moment;
and that moment may prove my
last.
Alas! Is it for this l raised fifteen
of the finest COchins to be found in
the country to say nothing OF the
dozens of eggs | laid, all of which
found their:way to the table, know,
for saw the shells thrown out, and
and | guess | knew my own egg
shells. And must now fail victim
to this unDecoming passion for dainty
living Oh, why was | Matched Il
tender, fat, juicy Cochina Better to
be one of those scraggy barn pard
fowls, who live precarIously by their
wits, and get the best OF it, too, /
believe, inasmuch as nobody ever
wants one of them for a pie. Whom
the gods love die young, Eve heard,
for 1 am fowl of birth and educa-
ton | cartel you, Mrs. D., although
there's poor consolation in that, per-
haps, with an axe hanging over ones
mead. declare | believe here's the
place for me, now. Three barrels
and a box standing close together,
with only space between them large
enough TO accommodate my size with
little squeezing. Good dry place,
too. Tight roof over the shed, and
everything ''ship shape" as they say
ut sea.
There, / believe I'm settled for the
night. Doesn't it look like it. Now,