The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1898-09-01
AN EAGLES REVENGE.
How n Dig and FcroctOus Bird Tried
to XIII Man Up in
Maine.

Florist Wilson, who lives on the
Norway Drive, much frequented by
the Bar Harbor tourists in summer,
tells of wonderful happenings about
his home in the woods. His latest,
which is corroborated by friend, con-
Germs the big gray eagle which has
been seen among the Mount Desert
hills for years. This is said to be the
largest eagle ever seen in this part of
Maine. Wilson has chicken incuba or
on his small farm, and has raised quite
| flock of fowl for market. Lately he
has been counting less each day until
he began to suspect chicken thieves.
Running out one morning to the hen
yard, in response to Il great clucking
of hens. quacking of ducks and gen
eral hubbub in the barnyard, he was
just in time to see big gray eagle
soaring heavenward with his pet ban
tam rooster in his talons.
A few mornings later Wilson. look
ing out of his window at sunrise saw
the selfsame noble bird of prey sitting
like the emblem on a $50 gold piece i'm
movably upon a high post in front of
the incubator, waiting for some one
to appear and open the poultry yard
for his breakfast.
Wilson lodged into the room and got
his shotgun. He hadn't fired off this
particular tirearm for many months.
lie fired at the eagle. The next thing
he remembered was his wife and chill
| dren standing over him bathing his
forehead. The gun had exploded and
the eagle did not linger long bout the
post.
Then he set out to catch Mr. Eagle,
| and set trap on the smooth top of
the barnyard post. The eagle mu t
have steered shy of the trap. for in
a few days Wilson was rewarded by
finding d big black crow entangled in
the trap.
Next comes the most remarkable
part of the story, and as Wilson ex-
hibits evidence supporting it, people
believe it to be true
| Working about his flower houses one
day week later, Wilson sudLenly y cs
| pied the gray eagle about 100 fee,
| above him. tircling about and hold
ing something in his talons. Wilson
dropped his tools and stood gazing in.
tent!v at the strang= sight. The eagle
! was directly above MIN aud seemed
to be trying to get line on him from
the sky. With his wings outspread, he
| seemed as large as balloon para
| chute. Suddenly the dark object fell
| from its talonS and came whirlnc
downward. Wilson tried to dodge, fol
he thought it Iii ght be the revenge
full eagle swooping down upon him
| Crash. Four or five panes of glass ir
the roof of the f1ower-house were shat
tered, and the object fell with thu6
among the flower pots.
| Going inside, he found deer's head
| The horns We're intact, but the heaC
was mere skeleton, from which the
| flesh had nearly fallen off. The eagle
had evidently tried to let the head fal
| upon Wilson out of revenge.
| Attracted the same day by the sigh,
of big tlocks of crows and hawks com
ing from all directions to Il piece o
woods near by, he went down to inves
| tlgate. There must have been 5O(
crows fighting over the corpse of ;
young deer. They had stripped tn,
flesh from the bones, and a double
score of them were squabbling for the
choicest bits remaining.
The deer had evidently been sho
by some poacher, for there is law
| against shooting deer on Mount Des
ert island. Wilson has the deer skele
ton head as a memento of the cael,
who attempted to kill him.-Bango1
| Commercial.