The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1896-11-15
KILLED A WHITE DEER.
A Run OF bad Luck Related to Prove .
Superstition Well Founded.

wILLIAMsPoRT Pa, Nov. IA white fawn
was shot the other day BY two boys who were
hunting up along Eddy Lick, in Clinton county.
When Jerry Hayes came into town from up the
Scootac Creek and heard about 1t he shook his
head disapprovingly. and asked II people didn't
know that bad luck always followed the killing
OF u white deer. Then he related an experience
of his own to prove that the superstition was
we'll founded.
Never in my Twin days." he said. could
you get me to kill another white deer. | shot
one onct, an that pink-eyed critter haunted me
for nigh onto four months artefward, an the
like of all the con-twisted luck that come to our
family ! never did see. Grandfather Jake Bellies
allus tole me never to kill a white deer.
Me an old Bill Maxwell bout three winters
ago. war a chopin cord wood on the top of II
snow storm. Twas nigh onto five feet deep
some places. But IN an me managed to git up
big snowfall. Bill says he'd fell II Shaping big
white-oak tree that would keep us bout busy
for the day. 'TwHn't long arter daybreak when
Bill begun swingin' his axe an the chips flew In
a shower. He wasn't long bout gettin' 1t OFF
and the tree fell with II great fuss down into a
thicket OF low hemlock an laurel. Just as she
struck the gronn' Bill says, to me:
tibet laurel Ticket An sure enough there
w%allowin' up the mountain through the deep
snow %Uanss two splendid non n A. deer ae, i,n E9 1T, we yah h ad ,R mo-
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e%F "@ns d's aTIsr tS oye ,r ,@e f Ell Z I s kin T,9E Walked
wood she was good for. when all OF a sudden |
come square onto a streak OF fresh blood on top
almost ms white as The snow itself pinned down
under n broken limb OF the tree; The deer WAS
nearly dead. but when walked up to her she
limb held her fast ms II she'd been in n wise:
Then the poor thing stretched It's neck back an,
stared at me with It's big. pinkish eyes SO pitiful
like that I'd a give two bushels of shelled corn II
l could a let Ter 90. But she was too far gone to
save. an atore BY got there with the axe the
"Waal, sir. that white deer heIed me an Bill,
Smrs as a].a snSGa'n a bin l imSs of Ss't The cay trunk mp' Of the ahe
tree the axe glanced an cut n horrible cash IN
his foot near the ankle. The thing jIst gushed
away. / worked an worked to get that blood
stopped. but afore / did it 81! was as weak MS u
a team OF horses. with adrag-sled, to fctch
Bill. When we got back II was Iettin' dark an
Wal. sir, when We WAS a haulin' one load OF
that wood In, tho drag sled upset an skeered
the nos.e,i an they rHm away on nat, naa my my NIP NIP
Sam was kicked in The face. and one OF tho
hoss"s run oyerla elm and w@. killed on the
think we found? Bill Maxwell hHd gone clean
outer his head from the sore on his, fout. an
throat with n razor. The day that ,Bill was
buried the folks thought as how twould be tho
proper thing to make u fire in the spare stove,
an the neighbors. WAL. sir. Indy made the
lire with some OF the wood that BIZ an me had
chopped, an inside OF twenty minutes arter she
had set the match 10 IL the durii WOOD had got
so ADVANTAGEOUS that the sparks new outn the
chimney and set fire To the roof. IL took the
hardest kind of tightin' TO git the ilre out. an
when the neighbOrs did. gu, 'er out there was y
was all besmeAred with the black charcoal.
Dnrin' the fire some OF the people LOOK moor
Bits corpse out an kerried u under the grape
arbOr, where the fire wouldn't reach 1t.
"'MonG those at the buryin' was big Liz
Shoemaker. She'd weigh nigh onto 300 pounds
an she suffered from heart disease, WAL,
when the house was a burnin' big Liz's heart
got out of keller an she went on to the crane
arbor TO BET down till she'd git over II. An, Rol
durn IL. II she didn't set herself kerplunk down
on the box we had put Bits corpse IN, an inc
next minnit Liz an the box an BIZ was rollin'
over each other. when the neighbors went To
her help. they foun' Bits corpse had rolled ou:
on the Rroun'. ,
WAL Sc might think that was enough bad
luck a.comin' from KILN that white deer, but
the hexy thing didn't htop there; Next spring
II woods. fire come long an, licked up every
smitch of the twenty cords OF wood that me an
Bin had cut uD on the ridge, an which we did
not fetch in arter me an sam both got hurt.
hut the wust thing of all was when the mort.
Lage OH our leetlc place came nne the fOIlOwil'
April an we COnldn't meet the payment. \ o
see. me an sam bein' hurt an the repairih that
was necessary TO fix tho burned house an the
money necessary TO bury poor Blli combined
made us miss the pay an we had to skee-
daddle. IL nigh onto killed Lindy TO have TO
leave the ole place. but H. couldn't he helped.
Now, is IL any wonder, boys, that don't IKE
10 hear OF a white deer helm shot arter all the
bad luck that follered Bill Maxwell an me?"