Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1886-01-07
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4 True Story.

Let nue. tell you a little storY-a
true, sweet little story-about our old
farm, said the passenger from India
ma 'On our farm we have big
barn, full to the rafters with the iraG-
| rant hay, and back of tho barn is
| fragrant horse-pond. NV father-no
bic old man, with gray board, kindly
| eyes. a pleasant word to everybody. and
one suspender supporting pair of
baggy breechcs patched with red-my
dear old father. with his watchful eve
for the economies of agriculture. con-
cluded that tho fragrant horse-pond
| that glistened in the sunlight and
smelled toward heaven would lie
| good place to raise geese. So he bought
goose of neighbor and set her on a
dozen eggs. 1t happened that one of
these eggs was a hens egg, and il
Matched out rooster. This young
rooster survived the pcrils of infancy
mumps, chicken cholera, rats, stones,
and too big dinner of potato bugs
and paris green, and grew TO man.
hoods estate bumptious, Growing,
mbitious young rooster His half
sisters just loved him, and the tale of
family affection which now tell YOU
is the prettiest thing ever saw in ma
turc; with all her wondrous examples
for men. This young rooster got to
feeling very we'll one day. He thought
he was about seven feet high, and that
he could lick the best rooster that ever
walked dunghill III that township
he crew on the manure pile, and ho
crew on the corncrib, and he crew on
the cowshed, anu he asked one OF his
sisters to feel his muscle. Then he
started in the direction OF neighbor.
where he had heard young rooster
lifting up his voice. He found that
young rooster, and they called each
other names, and made faces III each
other, and questioned each others MAJ
ternity and integrity for few minutes,
when they jumped up into the air and
came together. The birds twittered in
the tree-tops and nodded in their nests,
the humble bee hummed toward his
home, the sun sank alow-dOwn in ;he
red west. and the boss cows told the
steers this was the time to shed. But
those gallant young ROSTERS fought on.
Feathers flew and blood spattered, and
combs and gills disappeared, but still
the battle ragged. Finally one poor
young rooster was seen emerging from
the smoke of battle. There was
dazed look in his eyes. What there
was left OF his tail dropped in the dast.
be walked as if he were tired, anu left
trail of blood behind him. Ii WAS our
young rooster, anu the other rooster
was after him. He. too, had blood ON
his gills, but there was also blood i'll
his eye. He meant business, but stopped
TO crow.
Then it was. sir, that those fowls Of
the barnyard gave me an illustration
of he fact that kindness knows no
kind. and that the tenderness OF the
female is confined by no limits of breed.
Two of those sweet young goslings
wobbled up TO their beaten and bruised
haif-brothcr and gave him Succor. One
got on one side oil the sucker. and the
other on the other. and they braced
HIM up anu pushed him along toward
home. O,hcr sweet half-sisters came
out aud guarded the rear of the re-
treating column. They jumped upon
that victorious rooster. told him he
should take somebody Of his size, aud
that he ought 10 bc ashamed of him.
self. and threatened to blab TO his faith
| err. Oar young rooster was brought
home, washed in the herse-pond and
| put to sleep under Manager. Every
word of this is true. | saw the whole
thing with my own eyes. aud the last
man that called me IA liar is still IN Tie
hospital. Have you got cigar about
| your clothes? - htcaGo Herald