The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1881-06-16
How They Put tile Cow in the Yard.

There is nothing that demands states
manship of a higher order as much rs tho
driving of o COW with young calf to any
particular place. Two Galveston colored
men undertook a job Of this character,
and, although they gave the matter their
careful attention, the result was very far
from satisfactory to anybody except the
COW, which seemed to enjoy it very much.
Sam and Bill were to get dollar to take
the COW and calf and put them in the
yard of tue owner, Mr.. Thomas Carlyle,
who lives at the south end of Galveston
avenue. After trying in vain to get the
COW to understand in what direction they
preferred she should go, Sam and Bill
called cabinet meeting, at which the
following campaign plan was agreed
upon: Sam was to take up the calf in his
arms and 20 ahead, while Bill was to
hold the COW back by the rope which
was fastened 10 her horns.
"Ef she goes too FAST" said Bill, "Pll
jest hold her back"
"And eff she don't follow fast enough
I'll Jest twist de calfs til, and den she
will come right along" said Sam.
Sam took up the calf and went ahead,
while Bill, in order to get a real good
hold, tied the rope around his wrist.
The procession proceeded slowly in the
desired direction, and would have
reached its destination in safety had not
Satan tempted Bill to get off a joke on
Sam, so he called out:
"Sam, jess twist de CATS tail"
Sam did so, and the calf bleated as if it
was opposed to an encore to the perform
ance.
The old COW began to trot. So did Sam,
holding on to the calfas if he had stolen
it. Then the fun began, for every once
in a while the COW would polish her
horns on the ceilings OF Sans pants.
Bill could not get his hands out of the
rope, and, as he had short legs, ne had
hard work keeping up with the pro.
cession. or rather in not letting go. He
ran 40 fast that the kinks of his wool
straightened out. Finally he gasped:
''Sam, ontwist dat CATS TAIL"
Sans legs moved so rapidly that they
looked like the spokes of buggy, but ne
called back:
"Foah Gods sake! niggah, don't let
90 dat rope de cows againin' Oh me-"
"Drop de caf, SAM" cried poor Bill,
whose arm was coming out Of its socket.
"Drap de caf, for can't keep up wild DE
cow. Go slow, niggar, or I'll turn de
cow loose on you," which, however, was
! more than he was able to do.
Bill made the next fifty yards on his
back, he still most unwilIingly retaining
his hold on the rope. Fortunately, the
COW overlook Sam, and, in return for his
kindness in picking up the calf, she
picked him up on her horns and threw
! him over into Mr.. Carlyle's yard. Bill
who was rather tired of chasing the COW,
thought he would climb over and see
what Sam was doing. The COW appeared
to understand his wishes in that direction,
so she started on run to help him out,
| or rather over. She was little late, but
he went about Ten feet further into the
field than he would have done without
her assistance. There was neither Of
them so badly hurt rs they were when
old man Carlyle told them that the con-
/ tract was that they should put the COW
; in the yard. Instead of that the COW
! had put them in the yard, so the dollar
belonged to himself as the owner OF the
COW.
1t is thought lawsuit will grow out o.
the Galreston Ne,os.