Savannah morning news. [volume] (Savannah) 1868-1887, 1885-03-22

tree, near where the charming creature
will more than likely soon come 70 feed on
acorns or mast. TIE Deccary has but one
viTtue-he can't climb a tree. Perched
safely on a limb, the brave huntsman
waits for the peccar's coming, and when
the drove comes trOtting and gruntIng
along beneath him, he sends a bullet
through peccary's heart. The wounded
peccary lies down at once. He knows
just what's the matter. He turns his
glittering bead n an eye up to the hun
ter, and dies without uttering a sound.
One peccary killed out Of a drove, the
hunter must have ammunition enough to
Kill all the rest. or provisions enough to
last him year. for the survivors at once
take positions around the foot Of the tree,
and there they sit on their launches, now
and then gnawing furiOusly at the trunk
q the tree, waiting for the hunter to
come down. If hate, in the fullest sense
Of the word, can be expressed by looks
and actions, then the peccary can look
and act 1t toward human beings. The
hunter shoots one after another OF the
waiting drove, and each one, as il is
wounded, lies down without a murmur
and dieS, never removing his eyes from its
slayer. The living pay no attention to
the dead or dying, but sit there on their
launches hoping for revenge until the last
one dies.
" NO, s-a-s-hi' said the native railroad
er 20 me once. The poetry hain't got no
use T fear. An as r bein' tough, never
heerd o. nswthin' nOwhar as tough as
they be. A hip'Otamus is only jis' Parn-
In To be though 'ongside of pec'ry. If
/ didn't know nOways else that pec'ries
wasn't 'feerd o nawthin' an was tough,
I'D know it thrum what 1 see with my
own eyes once. see q cVclOOn a tearin'
"a 4 M ferhf
MIN was jaggin' about in it like fire.
works. AM roar? Great t'rantuly's
ghOstsl how IL did rOarl 1 was SO 'feered
that jis' laid an shuck. The cloud was
kim o. cattycOrnerin' way thrum me, am
want mOre'n a quarter of a mile on. 1t
was cuttin' right along the grass, an OH
how that lightnin' did jag I had TO keep
nv eyes on il, an what did l see but a
druv o. pec'ries tearin' right along to git
in front Of IL an tackle it. Its roaTin' had
'sturbed 'em, s'pect, an they jis' resht
out 70 git a lick at it. WAL, now, It jis
swOOped Mr.. Pec'ries up into its bowels
bout as slick as anythin' We ever see. an
then fire begun to fiy in hunks out O. that
clOud-pieces o. lightnin', foot long,
some o. EN-.
- That cycloon grIndin' sassiges out o.
them pec'ries, sure, | says, but they're
mOre'n maxim the sparks fly out o. the
mill. says /.
e 'Seddintly the cyclOOn turned an tore
back towards whar l vas layin', 'feered
o my lite. 1t passed by me so nigh that
/ had 70 dig my fingers an toes in the dirt
an hold on to keep thrum j'Inin' 1t. AS
IL slid by | see what was maxim the fire
fly. | could see them pec'ries IN the cloud
as plain as kin see you this minute, an
they WAS nIppin' into 'em sharp jags of
lightnin'. tooth an nail, an Bit
in of an thrOwin' out chunks o. the
death-dealin' stuff a foot long. l fOll' red
that cy Gloon with my eye for ten mile,
an could see them chunks o lightnin'
fallin' all the way. is iur curiosity |
walked over the track o. that cloud mex
day. an never foun' dead pec'ry; but L
come out in sight Of a flock o 'em feedin'
lis Whar the cvclOOn let up. am could
see That they was singed little, am
kHow'd they was the ones that had tao
klei that big ball g wind an lightnin'
. an tucEercd il OUT
You may think the native drew it a
little strong" concluded the engineer
''but then you've never seen a peccary."