Rambles in the Path of the Steam-Horse

Rambles in the Path of the Steam-Horse

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1855 edition. Excerpt: ...We concluded, upon the whole, that a speedy retreat was desirable; and therefore directed our course for another quarter. Arrived at the precipice overlooking the Chimney Eock, the dusk of evening began to mingle with the light, and warned us to descend. Looking around, we beheld swarms of crows sailing over the summit of the Ridge, and making for the woodlands around which we stood. There was no limit to the number--they came in thousands and thousands, and millions--as far off as the eye could penetrate, nothing could be seen but crows; while now, above our heads, they were flying around and cawing, and making the most grotesque manoeuvres imaginable. It was a queer scene, and we enjoyed it until darkness " did appear/' The woods became literally alive with them, and their conversation was as animated as a Woman's Rights Convention. We soon ascertained the cause which produced so many dead crows--three cents a-head did it! The County Commissioners, in view of the injury these birds do to the grain fields of the farmer, pay three cents for every crow's head that is offered them! Harper's Ferry.--United States Armory. A fortune could be realized if any one man could secure half the heads that were so loud in their rejoicings over our head on the evening in question. The rascals were then, no doubt, recounting some of the day's exploits in the adjacent grain-fields, while others were probably discussing the civil and diplomatic policy generally of Oow-atia, in view of the hostile attacks nightly made upon them! Let us have a song: " On the limb of an oak sat a jolly old crow, And chatted away with glee--with glee; As he saw the old farmer go out to sow, And he cried, " It is all for me--for me! Look, look, how he scatters his seed...
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  • Paperback | 150 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 8mm | 281g
  • Miami Fl, United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236549627
  • 9781236549624