Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1892-11-19
SOME or jim CROWS TRICKS.
He Was n Bad Bird, and Having Sow
the Wind He Reaped the WhirIrind.

He Was n Bad Bird, and Having Sown
the Wind He Reaped the Whirlwind.
Cav, cav, cav! and Jim Crow, the
favorite pet of all our pets on the farm,
was beside us, says a correspondent in
the y. y. Mail and Express. lie was
brought to as when very young, and as
he made himself at home from the
very first it vas not long until we were
deeply attached to him. He was the
blacklist Of crows, and at 81 times had
an appetite. Young frogs
and earthworms were TO him choice
morsels. and he seemed happiest when
the children would sit ON the ground
and dig the worms for him. lie would
sieze and swallow one; then scream for
another before a second could he
found.
Monday was one of his gala days: he
would wait until the washing was done
and partly on the line, then he would
light on it, deliberately take one of the
pins, letting the clothes fly wherever
the wind might happen 10 take them.
This he seemed 10 consider great fun,
and SO at first did the spectators: but
after awhile it became rather exhaust
ing to the patience and the decree went
forth that every Monday Jim should
be imprisoned in the corn crib. where
he passed the time eating corn and
screaming at intervals for his liberty.
Although at no time very good, he
was particularly naughty Sabbath. One
morning the family were waiting on
the piazza for the carriage to take them
to church, when they saw the leaves of
IA bible coming down from an upper
window.
Jim was suspected at once and the
children "a up stairs TO investigate.
There they found the culprit sitting on
n bureau with the open bible before him
busily tearing out the leaves and throw
ing them from the window. a week
from hat day he attended Sunday
school, bat, like Mary's little lamb,
jim's presence was very d~emoralizing.
Ills tnlevish propensities developed
with his age, until at last il was deemed
unsafe to leave a room with doors and
Window open.
Things that were bright and glitter
ing attracted him most, though all
"stolen fruit was sweet" To him. He
took a silver thimble from the work.
basket and carried it TO the top of a
!. chimney, where he pushed it with his
bin down between the bricks and NOR
tar, and a man had to be sent up a
ladder to get it.
Again, he took the key from the lock
in the cellar door and carried it to the
roof.
When visitors canie To- the house he
devoted himself To them at once. seem.
ing 10 know he could make them his
unsuspecting victims. One day a friend
who was staying at the house took her
knitting and sat down on the porch.
She was seated but a few minutes when
Jim made his appearance. He waddled
up To her, stood most unconcernedly
with head turned TO one side and eyes
partly closed, apparently doing, and
as innocent a looking as ever was
seen.
Before we could warn her he seized
the ball of worsted from her lap and
with an exultant scream few with it
10 a walnut tree in the field. We
followed 10 see what he would do and
found him perched on a limb beyond
N reach, unwinding the ball of yarn
and jabbering triumphantly in his own
peculiar language.