Richmond dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1884-1903, 1895-11-17

looping consumption and a case OF creeping
paralysis he had on his list.
There has been weeping and wailing II
was about to say land crashing OF the
teeth. too" but I'll have To omit thaO in
the Second Market Of late. The lamenta-
tons all come from the poultry depart
monts. and sorrOw IL marked upon the
spop,cctic complexion OF the turkey COB
Ter. The once rublcund brow OF the
Shanghai rooster now stands beaded with
porsp!ratlon. The teeth on the fine
toothed comb OF the Dominicker hen are
chattcring with excitement. and the pull
lets are about 10 faint. An awful fate
ovcrhangs them all \ few days since,
as / trippcd Through the Accommodations OF
potatoes in the market. eager 10 pur-
chase my daily allowance of oleomaTga-
rine. and 10 supply food FOR the infantile
throttles that awaited me al home. my
attention was arrested by a weird voice
Al my feet. II came from q coop. and
pretty soon ! perceived that the CONVEX
satlon was not intended for my ears \
venerable turkey gobber. with warts on
HIS iacc and rum-bossoms all over his
checks, was holding converse with Rmei-
ancholy rooster that stood poised on one
leg In an attitude OF absolute detection.
Several lady roosters ana a few female
gohblers completed the little cOterie. which
showed Sadness i'm every feature. II was
a pathetic picture, and ono that forth
with drew my sympa,hies towards those
figuring in the tragedy
Il say. old cock" quoth the gobbler to
the melancholy rooster. why dost thou
look SO weak under the ells? What sOr-
row rendS thy crave"
The rooster. shaking of his lethargy
and calamity depriyinc q hen of a grain
81 corn she had just captured. sulleniy
murmured. "Begoue. thou puffed up old
bloat 'Tis not for thee 10 know my
soTrCws."
But the gobbler persisted in his queries
Yet a few days more he murmurcd
with tremor in his voice. "and We no
more the all-oeholdlng sun shall see
Thanksgiving Day - nearly on us. When
that frightful time arrives the horrors Of
the French revolution viii ho repeated
We will he gu!llOtined nv The thousands
and blood-the very gore Of those ! love
viii how In rivers. Carpe diem. cTas mort
muir. Let va enjoy the moment for to-
morrow we die. But thou. old rooster,
hast yet a long life before thee"
At this the grief-stricken cock started
and casually executing song and dance
around an admirng young pullet, he re-
Piled
Thou knOwest not whereof thou speak
est. thou darncd old lump Of fuss and
feathers. Death is at our very doors
The Methodist Conference has come
What o, what IS THANKSGIVING Day 10
turkeys when from a chickens stand
point brought into comparison with a
Methodist Conference? What danger
could be more imminent than that which
menaces us? our iirst-born shall be
slaughtered and fried and after them will
SO our wives. and then us. and then our
parents. and then our grandparents
What could strike more horror TO our
souls than that awful aggregation ~ Me
thOdist preachers?'
But the lay delegates will please thee
! know" replied the gobbler, who consid-
cred himself humorst, and who always
played for the ladies.
The pullets smiled sadly but coquettish-
~ AT this, but the old cock endeavored
TO look as If he hadn't seen the joke
Again depositing one OF his feet under
his wing. ne sullcnly responded by the
time the preachers get through with us.
there won't be any use bothering about
the lay delegates"
Thank goodness. I'm out OF it-that is.
out Of the preachers" loosely said the
duck
Me. too" said the old gander.
THE IDLE REPORTER.