Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1911-02-08

WIN yell or lire she lights
out for tall oats. At the first note
of alarm every chicken on the place
repeats the cry Of fire and rushes to
her assistance. The roostcrs-just
like men.-are the first to the rescue,
but on catching sight of the stream
ing red chaser they turn tail, yell
run, pullots--for goodness sake,
rum and lead the flight for safety.
Their action is very humanlike.
The flag bearer generally makes
from 27 to SO trips around the house
at motor speed. She has implicit
faith in her ability to outrun the rag
and is frequently deceived into put
ting on brakes when the pennant
drops out of sight. At the next
glimpse Of the roseate streamer she
Is off again, and keeps it up until,
her supply Of gasolene having been
exhausted, she merely waddles along
like a girl in a hobble skirt, until
finally she gives last despairing
squawk, dives into a joint of old stove
pipS aiiu lSSlS III DCdCS.
From close observation Of hens
nature, and after many experiments,
| can state positively that the red rag
is not only the best, but most hu-
name color to use in such cases. 1t
Is not only more cheerful and attract
i've in appearance, but it seems to
take the mind of the hen entirely off
OF worldly matters and she can then
to business. She seems to entirely
forget and forgive the past, and live
IN the present only. She forgets the
struggles of her pullethood, forgets
the back-kitchen door from which the
delicious bread crumbs are thrown,
forgets forever that 'hard-to-hatch
door knob In the nest, and with una
bated zeal makes lap after lap around
the house in determined effort to
outrun that rag or bust. She fails
to do either, but she never returns to
the warm door knob, and gives up
the bungalow diea entirely. have
never blamed the hen.
have often wondered why man
invariably laughs when he sees dog
go sailing down the street with a tin
can to his tail. What is he laughing
at anyway? Is it the dog? Is it the
can? Is 1T the speed he Is making, or
is it merely the combination of them
all? 1t wouldn't be at all funny to
see that same dog pick up the can in
his mouth and run down the street at
the same speed. 1t would not be
funny to see the tin can lying in the
street or the dog standing on the
sidewalk. The string added to the
can wouldn't look funny-then where
does the fun come in? Search me
but it's funny, isn't 1t?
When was a boy, assisted by sew
eral equally good, pious lads, we
played little harmless, painless
Joke upon bunch Of dogs that came
very near breaking up camp meet
Ing and equally near getting us all
locked up for disturbing public wor-
snip. 1t was an outrage on us boys
to be bothered in any matter, because
we did nothing whatever to disturb
any one-not even the dogs were mo-
Tested, or injured in the least | will
tel the whole story just as it occur
red, so that the public can see that
we were not cruel in the least, did
not frighten or Inconvenience the
dogs, and did nothing on earth that
could be construed as a disturbance
OF public worship.
There was a camp meeting at the
Sulphur Springs in Bell county,
Texas, about three miles below the
beautiful little pre-digested town of
Salado. An immense crowd was
there encanpcd; farmers, ranchmen
and many town people were on hand,
enjoying the services, the camping
and the wonderful medicinal waters
The valley was full Of white tents and
covered wagons, and little city was
formed by the presence OF such a
number Of people. The meeting was
great success. Services were held
morning, noon and night, and every
body was happy and contented, Many
new converts were added to the
church, while a large number of old
religious stays, who had broken out
OF the pasture, (soon after the close
OF the camp meeting the year before)
were again rounded up, chased into
the corral and branded over There
are always lot Of these old religious
scalawags hanging around the gospel