The Canton advocate. [volume] (Canton, D.T. [S.D.]) 1877-1897, 1880-06-10
A SINGULAR STORY.
Pitched Battle Between Lady and an
Euraged Rooster.
Hartford Times,

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One day last week, lady of this CITY
had really an interesting battle with q
monster. She had two focks of about
dozen hens and one rooster each,
with a separate "run" for each squad,
and the hen house is partitioned
through the middle. with a window in
the partition. Almost every day the
lady visits the hennery, and usually
stops to stroke and pet the feathered
favorites. Under this treatment the
fowls have become quite tame, and
never before had such an experience as
we are about to relate. The lady, as
she tells the story herself had passed
through the first division of the hen
house, and stopped to pet the fowls in
the other half, and, while she was thus
engaged, she noticed the big old rooster
in the other domicile had taken a pos
ition where he could see the lasy's
operations through the partition wia.
dow. He watched her with Jealous
eye. Directly the lady reached out to
take in her hands q hen, but it evaded
her and ran off with a frightened
scream. At this the looker-on in
Vienna-the old rooster-became un-
duly excited, rufied his feathers, elon.
gated his neck and showed he was a.
'nad as mad could be-" He looked
as it he wanted to tackle the lady, and
sure enough when she entered his
room to pass out he did make most
determined onslaught. He rushed at
her, fairly bristling with indignation,
and savagely struck at her with his
spurs. The lady, rather pleased than
otherwise, lifted foot to poke him
away, and did give him q vigorous
shove. But he returned and let fly his
spur mounted heels and gave
the lady's No. three gaiter a
lively crack, leaving quite
setting sensation. And from this time
out the lady and the plucky old rooster
had regular pitched battle. She says
at first she rather enjoyed the sport, but
before she got through the fowl was so
terribly in earnest it did not seem like
fun, and she determined to end up the
fight by taking the old fellow by the
neck and holding him suspended in
mid-air until the fight was all taken out
of him. The next fly he made at her
she clutched him and yanked him from
his feet, but he struck at her several
times with his spurs in rapid succession,
and in q most spiteful and ugly man
ner. He got in one blow on the back
of her hand and wrist that left mark
three inches long, and she was glad to
drop him. But now her woman dander
was up and she was bound to conquer.
She turned on him and kicked at him
first with one foot and then with the
other, following him around the little
house, he fighting gallantly as he re-
treated. He would fly at her, catch her
by the dress with his bill, and crack
would go the spurs with as much vig0r
as if he had fellow rooster's head in
chancery. Again and again the lady
grasped him by the neck, choking,
twisting and shaking him, but he would
compel her to let go by the rapid
thumps of his tough, hard old spurs.
After the fight hd6 lasted fully ten min
utes, the lady thought as there could
not be much honor in coquering roos-
ter, and rather admiring his pluck, she
thought she would withdraw and let
him enjoy his crow of victory. But as
she turned to the on-slaughts os the
plucky fellow were 1iercer, and she
was compelled to retreat backward, and
kept her feet employed in trying to
keep him at bay. When she turned to
open the exit door the rooster. as
parting salute, flew up at her waist high
and gave her belt q crack. IT was a
fowl blow, but the lady did not stop to
claim the victory on that account. She
hurriedly closed the door, and the de-
termined fellow actually gave the door
q clip, and looked disgusted because
the lady had got out of his reach.