Savannah morning news. [volume] (Savannah) 1868-1887, 1881-08-12

In which Some SaVannahtans
Take Part.

In his letter describing the recent visit
Of members OF the Legislature and some
ssvannahians to Belle Meade stock farm,
Of which previous mention has been made
| in the MORNING NEWS, "H. W. g." thus
relates an interesting incident Of the trip:
One of the most attractive sights
| on the farm is the deer park. This is an en-
closure Of nearly 1000 acres, covered with
the incompatible blue grass, and shaded by
groves of primitive oaks. In the park are
not less than 500 deer. Our party OF Visi-
tors were stationed on an eminence in the
/ park, in carriages. and men sent out to drive
| the deer past US. The sun was beating
through the arching trees, and powdering
| the grass with gold. Through the long Wis
tas Of alternate dusk and brilliancy there
| could be seen here and there a Jersey COW
| or a deer. The scene was bewitching in It's
| beauty, and Major Bacon and Judge Tomp-
| kins pronounced it equal to the forests OF
FOntainebleau or Windsor.
"S s-h Here they come ~
Way off through the trees could be seen
a score of dark brown forms, moving rap
idly toward where we were sitting.
keep quiet now % said General jackson,
"till they get near us, and then We'll whOop
| them upln
On they came, the antlered bucks in
| front, and the graceful does close behind,
| hundreds in number, fviDg as lightly and
swiftly as the wind. Beyond the deer the
grooms came plunging on their horses.
Surely prettier sight was never seen, and
| It uuickened the pulses of every man who
saw it. As the brown squadrons, skimming
over the sward, reached q point about one
| hundred yards from US, the foremost buck
| a superb creature he was-halted, crouched
| in the grass for an instant, his antlers barely
lskN ach Of hrn ~ N
| color, and was off to the leftwards on the
wings Of the wind. Half the drove followed
him, but the other wing wheeled slightly to
| the right. Just as they were fairly sepa-
rated little fawn, hardly bigger than a
rabbit discovered thai he was In the wrong
| crowd and made a break for the other,
crossing right in front of our party. BE
evidently felt that he had business on hand,
and leaped in and out of the grass as rapidly
as the eye could follow.
This was more than the Hon. William A.
Harris could stand!
"W h-o-o-o p b e-e' remarked he, In a
| Worth county tone of voice, that made the
| old oaks SILVER, and lifted the flying fawn
out of it's boots. With Colonel Bills re-
mark, the deer vanished. We thought they
had been running before-but they were
merely cropping, until that South Georgia
yell opened the way for them, and then they
melted out of sight.
"Quick with your guns" said Gen. Jack
son, land try your hands on this buck!
Away off down the slope he came, sitting
along under the influence of the Worth
county roar that had so pervaded the air he
could not tell in what direction 1t came
from. Here he is! within sixty yards
"Bsng bang ~ from the guns of Hon.
| Milt. Reese and Senator Reid. The buck
halts an instant, and is off again unhurt.
"BaDg bang ~ from MIR. Cunningham,
of Savannah, and Speaker Bacon. A few
leaves sprinkled down from a neighboring
tree.
"Bang bang !" from Col. E. P. Howell
and Reese Crawford. A COW on an adjoin-
ing hill sprang into the air and few of
madly.
Bang bang ~ from Hon. Arthur Gray
land his cousin and Mr.. Davenport Jack
son, and still the deer sped on without a
bObble.
By this time he had passed our stand and
was rapidly vanishing. Messrs. TOmpkins
and Patterson had fired Intellectual shots,
when the writer of this carelessly stepped to
| the front. He raised his gun quickly,
| closed his cross eye, and dropped the good
| one along the barrel. There was a flash
the deer stopped suddenly as If he had been
transfxed, leaped into the air, and fell
dead. TCheers and cries of "go on! 60 onl"]
But il is fit that this screed should close
with the tragedy recorded above. AS l
write these words my eyes fall on Deer
slayer, my faithful gun, across the muZZle
of which is suspended noble pair of ant
lers, and the sight stirs the turbulent hunt
er's blood in my Viens, and stills the softer
impulses of the scribel