The Ohio Democrat. (Logan, O. [Ohio]) 1886-1906, 1895-06-08
JOHN BULL
MAKES A DESCENT ON THE AMER.
ICAN FLAG.

ICAN FLAUs
Camp ssBull Run NlV Attacked in
the Middle Of the Night.
Situate on the mossy banks of
the placid Hook. Hooking or Bitter
Creek, is the good camp "Bull Run
Nit," in charge Of which are the
brave Generals Kreig, Gage, and
Kanode. The view is Il command
ing one. Stretching out as 1t does
in the front DER the sinoothe surface
of the oft times raging water, to
the beautiful fields aud hills be-
yant. Behind and to the sides the
green foliage of the forest oak leans
down upon them with welcome
embrace, bearing sweet fragrance
and kindly freshness to the heat
beladen fort. Nothing be there
that steals over this peaceful camp
to promote discord. In these times
of peace, no foreign enemy is an
ticipated, and the post of careful
duty Is oft wrapped in undisturb-
ed slumber, the command fearing
no evil. The fishing tackle, and
hunting belt are in good season,
and the pas time calls them into
service; and when tired day has
sunk into the arms of restful night,
the contenteh braves, weary with
the days search in fond hope of
kettle burdened forest food, lay
down in peace to rest till the NOR
row birds and brilliant sun calls
them to their post of honor.
Thus 1t was on night in ques.
tion. The heavy eye lids were
tight in slumber; there was nc
thought of fuss or foe. Peace and
quietude reigned.
But it was not always thus. A
peculiar sound was heard in the
distance that might have caused
an unconscious brain to renew its
conciousness. Might it be the so.
norous groan of a sleeping comrade
or the ships that pass In the night
roaring u signal of distress? Near.
er and more distinct came the
sound, and in moment more, like
the rushing wind of hurricane
the officers were hurled from their
couches; headquarters were de-
stroyed, and stove and stew pan
piled in one inglorious heap. The
braves with scarce garments be.
took themselves speedily to the
welcome forks of spreading oaks
aud were content to view the scene
from afar.
From close observance from these
points of safety it was discovered
that instead of the father country
sending out his skirmish line tt
tear down the American flag wav
ing from the tent pole, and captur
ing the fort, he had come himself ir
the person of John Bull and de
molished the squatters.
This is the first time in the his
tory of America that when our hae
was captured by John Bull, tina
the latter term was not figuratlvel,
speaking. This fort was captured
by John Bull,in reality. Big bull
lie COW with big horns and bull,
snort, and belonged to Henry
Trimmer.
He paved the earth, threw tn,
dust, mashed the stove, tore tn,
flag and was monarch of all he sur
veyed in n few moments, with hi.
unchalanged, unpresupposed vic
Tins treed, on the square. There
they were; a big bull in demolished
camp, and the brave officers look
ing down upon him with man,
wondering as to what would be tn,
end.
A bull is peculiar thing. He i.
not human. If you speak to hin
gently, and tell him his presenc,
is not desired, he don't seem to un
derstand you. He grasps the sit
uation, alright, but does not seen
to know just when to take drop
Thus it was that the officers II
charge or in trees, found their ag
! gressor. He would not go away
when they asked him to do so. HI
had peculiar staying quality tina
lasted some five hours, thus max
ing the trees so tired holding alof
their sheltered braves, and wher
he did at last kindly make his exi
it was such Il relief to the foil
age.
Summing up the whole matte
we can give no reason why biz
bad bull should jump onto fort o
peaceful campers, unless there b,
a iealously existing, or an anticipa
tiOn that Il cast-iron frog would b.
used to decoy the unwary marks
man into the waist Of much am
munitlOn.