Washington Man Wins Desperate Encounter With Big Bird of Ill Omen in a Chicken Coop.
Numerous raids have been made recently on people’s chicken houses in the vicinity of Meyern Falls, Wash., by hoboes, who have always succeeded in escaping unpunished with their booty. H. C. Buchanan, an old gentleman sixty-five years old, who lives in the outskirts of the town was awakened by a wild commotion in his henhouse. Having no firearms handy, he armed himself with a club and rushed to the rescue of his chickens, expecting to find a hobo in the act of climbing the fence with half a dozen spring pullets, but to his surprise he found the intruder to be a gigantic owl of the horned variety. he had caught and killed a large Plymouth Rock hen and was hastily making a meal of her when interrupted by a broadside from Buchanan.
Instead of flying away the bird of ill omen merely jumped aside and stood looking at his assailant. As the old man made ready for another onslaught his feet slipped and he fell flat upon his back. The owl with several snaps of his monster beak and trembling with anxiety to begin the second round lit on his adversary’s chest. all spread out and ready for business. For a time Mr. Buchanan thought he had met his Waterloo and called vociferously for his next door neighbor, who failed to respond. With a few left and right swings from Buchanan the bird of prey was finally stunned, and the victor once more seizing his cudgel, dispatched him.
Mr. Buchanan had had his late antagonist stuffed and is ready to exhibit him to anyone who doubts the truth of his story.
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