The Newberry herald and news. (Newberry, S.C.) 1884-1903, 1888-12-27
THE CHARLESTON EAGLE.
Bill Sye's Remarks in Reference to the
Market Street Buzzards.
From the New York World. |

l attended the other day a meeting OF
the Charleston Board of Health. The
Duzzard Of Charleston is righteously
regarded with awe and veneration. He
is the city scayenger. The buzzard is
not 4 pretty bird, and his song is almost
destitute Of melody. His face is as
plain as the clear-cut mouth and re-
treating forehead of the catfish. He
has q raw-lookiug head and neck, and
he is willing to eat things which even
| the boarder at second-class hotel
would disdain to enjoy.
\ heavy fine is imposed on one who
kills buzza-d. This MAKES him the
eternal envy and admiration of the
negro. Charleston regards the matter
from a local standpoint mainly and
says virtually: "The buzzard helps
himself 20 what we do not want, but
the Niger gathers in just exactly what
We do want to eat, and so in the case
Of the killing Of the nigger we remit the
fine"
The buzzard has very reprehensible
stage walk, think. It is something
between the hop, skip and jump. 1t
looks like the stride of a frozen-footed
tragedian playing New York engage
mcnt after walking in from Omaha.
His stage presence is bad. The tra-
gedian's stage presents are also bad
sometimes.
The buZZards roost all the time on the
old market at Charleston and keep the
streets nice and clean. Now and then
a butcher throws tenderloin steak to
them and they try to pull it apart. An
ordinary, durable tenderloin steak will
last them several days. Sometimes
one will have ii and sometimes anoth-
er. Interested spectators watch them
for hours and bet on the result.
A buZZard must at times feel de-
pressed, especially when he wakes up
in the morning with that tired feeling
and Gisagreeable taste in his mouth
which generally precede a general
breaking down.
Buzzards do not seem to think much
of the future. They live in the glorious
but feeting present. The motto Of the
buzzard is, "As we journey through
life let US live by the way"
They are poor pets and think of moth
ing but the joys of the table. They do
not care for the works of the Creator.
They prefer the works Of dead horse.
A buzzard is low and coarse. He goes
to bed hungry and he wakes up even
more SO. He takes no interest in life,
but death fills his soiled bosom with
joy. He follows the Northern invalid
around Charleston for hours, enjoying
his hollow cough. Frequently you
will see flock of buzzards following
prosperous physician Tor miles ana
asking him lor his handiwork.
The buzzard is not a game bird, and
the sportsman who would bring home
a brace Of them for his dinner would
be his own worst enemy. In Charles
ton they are quite tame and will eat
out Of the hand at times, taking also
part of the hand as a memento. The
breath of a buzzard is something to
shun. Shun it as you would the dead
ly upas tree spoken of at college COM
mencements. A buzzard, accompanied
by his breath, could so on board an ele-
waited train and have three seats to
| himself. He could get in one of these
cars and actually drive away the man
with the dead segar snipe. He could
drive away the long-legged man who
puts his feet in the aisle in order to
wipe them on the good clothes Of the
! passing throng. A few good buzzards
would endear themselves to New York
people in that way, sometimes, I think.