The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1891-01-13
Fattled With a Mad COW.

One afternoon while in the Ration Mountains
l went over to the ridge between the Red river
| and the Culiente to look for deer says a CORE
spondent OF the kansas City Star. spoiled
ones running and being afoot--for | was less
troa a mile from camp-I hung it to the branch
OF a pine tree, and after outing its throat and
performing some other alterations in its make
up suggested by the gentle art of venerie
started to procure pony to pack the carcass
to camp,
A seventy pound deer is no trivial package
in rough country, and had no inten ion of
While so returning was walking down lit
tie valley. the damp bottom Of which was free
from trees and just springing, in the cold, clear
rays of the April sun, to short grass.
Ahead, some ten yards, oeheld an old cow
emaciated to degree and whose faring eye
betoke ned the insanity which seizeS on Starving
cattle. she was marked with our earInarks-s
swallow fork in each ear-and / concluded to
| drive her up to camp wnere was fodder and
feed, and with three or four days of that |
| thought she would pull through to grass.
But never had a chance to put my benevo-
| lence into effect, The moment she esp ed me
| she danced out In an uncertain ami staggering
way, fairly bristling with rage.
watched her, supposlng 1t would come TO
| nothing more serious than an attempt to bully,
which failing, she would come along sedate
| enough. was mistaken.
Bracing herself on her four weak legs, she
charged with lowered head. | still expected a
| halt, but as she came on to within fit en- feet
| staggering and stumbling at O considerable
| speed and fairly afire with bloody intention,
snatched off my big sombrero and sent it sailing
| into her face. The ouly effect was TO bring her
head up little and abated nothing of her head
| long gait.
AS / fully realized that the old she-viIlain
meant bu mess, flashed into rage, and pulling
back the hammer of the Sharp's rifle I carried
resolved to bore her through her aadle head and
correct her disposition 10 quietude for all time.
Matters were coming too fast to allow me to
take any aim, and banged away with the
sharp $ as it lay in my hands.
The irate COW was not three feet from the
muzzle of the rife, and now missed her is mora
than eau tell. But did.
AS it was, she was so close as to appear to
gather the smoke OF the gun and bring il along
on her rontlet, and realizing | had missed, l
just saved time to escape her horns by a Quick
twist, getting indeed o smart Jolt from her
shoulder even then.
1t took a tenth part of second to put another
cartridge into the rifle and l ref cted with
ferociOus satisfaction that it would Le nv turn
now, as had no idea of making q second miss
of it.
OF course confidently counted on her turn
ing and charging me again. To my surprise,
however. she kept straight on up the slight and
pine covered hill toward the divide and never
seemed even to cast a thought behind at me-
lovercame an impulse to pump bullet into
her anyhow, and no one having sustained injury
called The battle drrw.
The irony of fate was shown by finding this
old COW, which had escaped my bullet by mira.
Gle dead with r calf in q blizzard which
truck the hills two days after.
The existence of this calf hid over on the divide
and my being directly between the infant and
the old COW when she saw me were no doubt the
whole cause of the war.
left the two stark in their drift of snow and
make no doubt they we're highly appreciated
by the buEzard and the raven, who that day
Mapped their wings in those skies.