San Marcos free press. [volume] (San Marcos, Tex.) 1877-1892, 1883-07-05
A Hens Queer Brood.

A Hens Queer Brood. SD I.
A guest from the Red River, over the
Arkansas line, arrived in this city Sat-
urday and took board at prominent
hotel. Other guests, seated in the
shade on the front, listened to the Red
River strangers stories of life in his
native land. "About alligators," que
ried o gentleman, 81 learn the business
of hunting them is on the increase;
from what portion of the saurian is the
profit mostly derived?" "Fer's that's
concerned" the man replied, "all por-
tions is good. The worries of big
gator is worth s.; his hide is worth
$40, ana as to his oil, thar amt no esti-
mating the vally of that. The gyurls
is finding it betern any other top dress
ing. Hits already scented with musk,
end some folks say it makes the hair
grow Eastern you ken cut it off. This
may be owing to the hairy element in
the grease, never having had chance
under the thick skin of the gator, and
when it gifts turned loose on gyurls
head it sends the sprouts shooting like
crab-grass in melon patch; and then
there is the eggs"
"Eggs!"
eyes, eggs; what's the matter with
your"
"What are the eggs good for?" en-
CURED the hotel keeper, in astonish-
ment.
They'd be good for your boarders |"
replied the imperturbable traveller.
Better'n the stale ones you mostly
buy" Here the traveller unused awhile
and suddenly broke into roar of
laughter. Speaking of gator eggs"
he continued, "reminds me of funny
thing happened my wife, My boy AL
bert went down on Horsepin creek and
fetched home hatfull of gator eggs
and put 'em under a hen that was try
ing to hatch sumthing outern a old
door knob and bois dare apple. The
hen was awfully prouder them eggs,
and she heated her incubator to full
steam and went to setting about twenty
mile hour. They wern't long hatch
ing-them gator eggs weren't, and
when the day come and that mess of
ugly lizards come sprawlin' outern the
shells, the hen peeped under herself to
see what was up, or rather what was
down. Maybeso her feelings was like
fellows on the other end of hard
spree when the monkeys begin to climb
his breaches legs. 1t amt given US to
know what reflections disjurbs the full
bosom of q affectionate hen and how
her heart yearns over her orphan
asylum, bought at Is cents dozen and
foisted on her for her personal family.
It is not so cruel to set a hen on bought
eggs, provided they is hen eggs, for the
poor critter thinks they is her own, but
when it comes to making her the step
mother of hat full of Arkansav ali
gators, hits cruelty to animals and no
mistake. My wife was in the coop set
ting another old pulle3 when the old
foster hen of lizards first diskivered
what kind of offspring Heaven had
sent her. Wife says the cackling that
poor hen sot up weren't the hopeful
music of triumphant hen matronhood
she says the poor critter gave squaWl
such as q hen gives when prowling
possum climbs the roost tree, and went
from that coop like she was riding a
cyclone On mission to the west: Wife
never seed that hen any more. She
mighter concluded she had disgraced
the hen family and went and drowned
herself; but be that as it may, wife put
them young gators in her apron and
traded 'em to a curiosity hunter ful
enough to git new gun and l have got
some left now. What'l you drink"