Savannah morning news. [volume] (Savannah) 1868-1887, 1883-05-30
A SAVAGE ALDERNEY BULL.
A Life and Death Struggle in Barn
ward,

Ne10 York SpeoiD5, s6tA.
n savage Attorney bull on the farm of
William Parker near IrvingtOn, n. j.,
four miles from Newark, attacked Mr.
Parker and George Seelander, his en-
plOye, on Wednesday. Both narrowly es-
capped death. Mr.. Parker is % years old
and Seelander is so. The former is pros
porous market gardener. ''Seelander is
pretty badly hurt" said Mr.. Parker yes
terday. "He had no business to go into
the barnyard when that animal was there
The Attorney would follow any one
OF the family rs gently as a puppy,
but he was cross to strangers
We bought him when he was
a little fellow, and a prettier animal
never saw. His color was a fawn, his
eyes were as bold and prominent as
bulldogs, and his horns were long and
stuck out straight forward. He was a
beauty. In the centre of the yard stood
a large wagon in mud puddle with soft
bottom. 1t was the soft ground which
was the salvation of Seelander He
went alone into the yard, and the bull
bounded at him while his back was
turned. The ANIMALS horns went on
each side of the old mans body. One
horn went nearly, through his right arm.
He was thrown against the wagon wheel
and stunned, and he dropped unconscious
into the puddle. While lying there the
bull kept gOring him, but his body sank
so deep into the mud that the thrusts of
the beast did not harm him except to keep
the wind knocked out of him. For five
minutes the animal attacked him, and
had he not fallen partly under the wagon
he must have been trampled to death.
"a man whom L got from Castle Gar
den three days ago saw the whole affair
from the beginning, and instead of trying
to drive the brute away he ran to the
house and told my wife what was going
on. Her screams brought me and my
son Walter from the field, and at the
sound of our voices as we ran up to him
the animal stopped and listened, and after
seeming to think about it walked away.
We carried Seelander to the house and
restored him to consciousness. He is
badly hurt internally.
"Then we tried to get the Alderney into
an clubhouse. | carried a long hickory
handled, three-tined fork, and was circling
about the brute when he turned square
around in his tracks and flew at me. l
didn't stir, but let him have the fork the
whole length of the tines in the side of his
head. Bill didn't mind it any more than
if straw had touched him. He tossed me
upon high pile of fence posts. l scram-
bled off, fork in hand, but before | could
raise it Bill was on me again worse than
before. He pitched me into the shed be-
tween the shafts of an old wagon, and
while | was trying to climb into the
wagon he tished me out and flung me
against solid board fence.
st all happened quicker than you could
say Jack Robinson. The fork was splin-
tered in my hands and 1 dropped it. |
thought my time had come, sure, for he
had me tight against the fence. He was
covered with dirt and mud, his eyes were
bloOdshot, and foam dropped from his
mouth. AS l was about to shut my eyes
in despair my son viii, who had been
chasing the animal all the time, ran up
behind him and jabbed lOng-tined fork
into him three or four times. The beast
shuddered, dropped me to the ground, and
ran believing like the bull of Bashan to
the other end of the yard. We got out
pretty quickly. Yesterday we drove him
away and had him killed at a slaughter
house,
Mr.. Parker is able to be out, but he can
not draw deep breath without pain.