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22 November 2014

Prairie Chicken Trade of Iowa in Early 1860s

D.B. Beemer. March 1892. The Game trade. The prairie chicken trade of Iowa thirty years ago - how it was handled - a dealer's experience with grouse - one of the first freezers in New York City. Ice and Refrigeration Illustrated 2(3): 188-189. Continued in April, 2(4): 271-272.

Thirty years ago the game trade was restricted to shipments by express to the large markets from comparatively near-by hunting ground, during the spring and fall migrations of the birds; Boston, New York, Philadelphia, Baltimore and Washington depending upon the gunners of the coast inlets and bays, from Cape Cod to Chesapeake bay — the latter, then, as now, furnishing that unapproachable grade of celery-fed canvas back, red head and other ducks. About that time, however, a new feature of the trade developed. Railroads were pushing their way westward across Iowa from the Mississippi river, and towns and villages were springing up at intervals along these lines, while farm settlements were developing in clumps along them to a distance of ten miles on either side. Iowa, at that time, was the banner "Prairie Chicken" state. The birds were so plentiful that they occasioned serious loss to the farmers by their marauding inroads upon the crops of small grain in the early part of the season, while later, they stripped the corn from the ear, as it stood uncut in the "hill" in the fields, as it often did, all winter.

To these corn fields in the winter time, the grouse resorted in great numbers to feed, and when alarmed would rise in such immense "packs" that the noise of their wings in their labored rising would sound like distant thunder.

But a farmer of an inventive turn of mind contrived a box trap into which the birds could readily get while reaching for feed, but from which they could not find their way out. It proved so effective in stocking the farmer's larder with fresh meat, that it soon came into general use. The "catch," however, became so large that the farmers were unable to use all the birds; and in casting about for a way to get rid of them, it naturally occurred to them to take them to town, like poultry, and trade them off for groceries, etc. Some speculative shipper, seeing a surplus of these hard-frozen game birds lying about, was led to ship them by freight to Chicago, and the profits resulting proving large, others took hold of the trade; and buyers and shippers were to be found in all the larger towns having tributary farms to furnish the stock. Thus encouraged by a home market and cash for the birds, the farmers went into the business of trapping grouse as a business by putting out large numbers of traps, which they attended much as a fisherman attends his hooks set through holes in the ice in winter time. These traps were made of lath; were about four feet square and a foot deep; and when full would hold from two to three dozen birds. The traps being open at the bottom, where they rested on the ground, it sometimes happened that when the grouse in a trap saw a man coming toward them, they would get into such a fluttering panic that they would raise the trap bodily from the ground sufficiently for the bulk of them to escape before he could reach them.

With enlarged offerings shippers were forced to enlarge their operations. By packing the hard frozen grouse into tight barrels, they were able to reach the Boston and New York markets with them; and these markets in turn, accumulating surplus stock, reshipped quantities of them to the Liverpool English market. In the course of two or three seasons, this trade had grown to proportions which the present generation of shippers will scarcely deem possible. Cedar Rapids, on the Chicago & North-Western R.R., and Independence, on the then Dubuque & Sioux City, R.R., were the largest shipping points, and often shipped grouse in car load lots, the latter sometimes making special shipments of three and four car loads of grouse at a time. Small fortunes were made — and lost, sometimes, in the trade through the risks incurred and the loss resulting from the thawing out and spoiling of grouse while in transit, and the glutting of eastern markets by them and consequent low prices.

As an example, I will relate the experience of a man at Independence, Iowa, in 1863. He was a banker, and at the same time did a shipping produce trade, while in common with others he was buying and shipping prairie chickens. Incidentally, one day he offered a speculative curbstone operator $1.50 per dozen for what "chickens" he could bring him, intending that the offer should cover such casual lots of grouse as the other man would be able to pick up off the street. But the latter had enlarged views upon the subject; and after obtaining the contract in writing, he drove around the country, visiting farmers and trappers and contracting with them, in turn, to pay them cash for all the grouse they could bring him, at any price he could secure below his own contract price. Then he went back and waited for his birds to come in, which they soon did — by sled loads, the sleds often being supplemented by hay racks on them, piled high with frozen grouse! He coolly piloted these sleighs around to the place of business of the other man and dumped the birds upon him on his contract.

This naturally surprised him, but he contented himself for a time with receiving the birds and shipping steadily out of them, day by day, to eastern markets. His shipping room was 20 x 60 feet, and he kept three men at work on them, who kept stacking the surplus receipts behind them at the rear end of the store from the floor to the ceiling. Gradually this surplus crowded them toward the front door, till finally the store was full and they had no room to work in. They then adjourned to a warehouse he had down on the railroad track, and continued operations there!

By that time the banker became alarmed, and tried to get the contractor to let him off, but the contractor, Shylock-like, insisted upon the conditions of his "bond" (contract). The bank then had some hundreds of barrels of grouse on the way from Boston to Liverpool, reshipped to that port on his order by the Boston consignee, because all eastern markets were flooded with grouse and demoralized, while he had yet hundreds of barrels there and on the road to those cities, beside large quantities in his warehouse and store room at home. The banker "threw up his hands" and refused to receive any more birds on the contract. Arbitration was mutually agreed upon between them, and the arbitrators ruled that though the letter of the contract allowed the delivery of an unlimited number of birds at the price named, yet it was evident, from the nature of the case, that it was not intended to cover such extensive operations, and that there was neither justice nor equity in enforcing it farther, in short, they declared the contract "off" and released the banker from that dilemma.

But it was too late to save him. His eastern shipments sold at a big loss, and the eastern markets being glutted for a long time, he was forced to hold a big stock at home while waiting for the markets to clean up and recover prices. While doing this spring opened and his birds thawed out, so that he was forced ultimately to ship by express at high rates. This was slow work, and eventually a large part of these holdings spoiled on his hands. He lost $10,000 in the "round up," and his banking capital went to fill the hole. this happened before the days of cold storage. If such storage had been available at that time, it would have saved this man, and many others, such disastrous losses.

I operated in frozen grouse at Independence the following season. The previous winter had been one of deep snow, forcing the birds to the cornfields for food, and hunger had driven them into the traps in such multitudes that they glutted and demoralized he markets as described. The "catch" had been so large that the crop of trapped birds the following season was of diminished proportions, which led in turn to sharp competition among buyers.

We finally compromised by pooling our interests. In this way we kept down prices on the street, and at night divided the birds and the cost between us. I accumulated a large lot of frozen birds and got from Chicago a lot of new lard tierces to pack them in, my idea being that frozen birds, packed in such an air tight package, with its thick staves, would keep frozen a long time in ordinary winter weather without thawing out. While I was doing this, I became aware that the "close season" had overtaken me — and the birds. During it, the railroads were prohibited from carrying shipments of grouse, under heavy penalties. I got over this difficulty by billing my tierces out as mess beef, and it being no part of the railroad company's business to open hard tierces in search of grouse, they got safely out of the state. I considered that I was justified in practicing this deception, since I had bought the birds when it was lawful to do so, and should then have been allowed necessary time to pack and ship them to market.

I sent them to Boston by freight, and returned myself to Wisconsin, directing my consignees to hold the stock on arrival and wait my instructions to sell; for Boston had its periodical glut on, as usual, and stock was being "slaughtered," to the loss of shippers, particularly of those who had shipped by express and had their stock thawed out on the road.

My lard tierces proved to be good refrigerators, and justified my confidence in them. In packing, I had wrapped each bird separately in paper, packed them as tightly as possible by hand pressure, and filling the tierce rounding full, then settled the head of the tierce home by screw-press power, carrying the grouse down together in a compact mass. I held them many weeks on the Boston market after their arrival, against the advice of the consignees, who feared that they would spoil on their hands. The market finally recovered and the price went pack to $1 per pair, when I wired them to sell. The grouse came out perfectly sound and sold at outside prices; so my improvised refrigerators saved me not only from loss, but made me a profit.

The next winter I went over to Iowa and bought grouse from station to station, along the C. & N.W. R.R., from Cedar Rapids to Jefferson, freighting them to Chicago, where I had them held till I returned at the opening of the "close" season, when I again packed the birds in lard tierces, and went with a car load of them down to Baltimore. Leaving the car there, I went down to Washington and sold by sample, forwarding the stock upon my return to Baltimore. After working the Baltimore market also, I went with the car to Philadelphia, and sold freely there; then went on to New York with the balance of the birds. When I got there I found but little stock offering, and felt very "bullish" on mine. I sold some at $1.50 per pair; and Mr. Robins, of Fulton market, bid me $1.25 per pair for the whole lot, which I refused. Next day, however, I learned of free arrival of grouse, and concluded that I would close with Mr. Robins' offer. So I went around to his place of business and skirmished to trap him into repeating it. But Mr. Robins always kept his "weather eye open," and was not to be caught "napping" in that way. He casually made an offer of $1.12½ per pair, which I also refused believing that I could get $1.25 per pair by the single tierce. But I found I was mistaken in this, as grouse were becoming more plenty every day. I again dropped around to chat with Mr. Robins and feel his pulse in connection with his $1.12½ per pair offer made the previous day. But he had lost his appetite for grouse — could not see any money in them at anything over $1 per pair — thought they would go lower than that; still, as my birds were well handled, etc., he would give $1 per pair that day. I lost no time in taking him at his word. I sold them to him, and when he sent a "truck" for them I went with them, suspecting that he would store them in his "freezing room," of which I had heard some rather wonderful accounts, so that I might work a plan to get in and see it.

Mr. Robins had, at that time, the only "freezer" in New York, and guarded it jealously from all inspection, since it enabled him to buy poultry and game off of glutted markets at his own prices, and then hold for the "rise" that always came after a glut and subsequent "clean up."

We arrived at the store where the "freezer" was situated, and the man in charge opened the outside shuttered door to see what was wanted. I bustled off the load with note book and pencil in hand and told him the tierces wanted to go right into the freezer quick, and made a show of checking off the figures on the tierces, as I rolled them inside the door; and when this outer door was closed I was inside and continued to urge the man to hurry them into the freezer at once, as it was of great importance that it should be done quickly. He stared at me, evidently trying to "size" me and my authority up, but I kept rushing him with the air of a man sent by Robins to boss the job, and he walked across the reception room and opened a door set into a thick wall from which the cold air rushed, turning to fog as it came into contact with the warmer air of the outside room.

We took in a lighted candle and rolled the tierces in as quickly as possible, and then he hustled me out with himself and slammed the door shut, thinking, no doubt, that it was but little that I could have seen or learned of the construction of the plant by the faint light of the candle, while passing the tierces inside the door; but he was "away off" if he entertained such ideas. When I went out of that room I had the whole interior of it impressed upon my mind and memory by a series of instantaneous views!

I first noticed the walls glistening with frost. That meant a freezing temperature, sure enough; and I looked for the cause. I saw "V"-shaped galvanized iron tanks hanging suspended from the ceiling, to which they were apparently bolted, and through which they must have been fed with ice and salt to coat them with frost and ice, as they were, from condensing the moisture from and out of the room. I also saw broad, shallow pans of galvanized iron suspended from the ceiling of the room, upon which were piled heaps of ice in a dry, frosty condition, while from all these tanks pipes led down to the floor and the sewer openings to take off the drainage.

Barrels and boxes of apparently frozen game and poultry were standing about on the floor, showing that although the apparatus was of a rude and experimental nature, the required power was there. It was, in fact, a freezer in embryo — that power which, since improved and elaborated, has revolutionized the trade in perishable goods, and yearly saves millions of money on products which formerly went to waste, but which are now not only utilized, but also serve to cheapen them for the masses.

Look at the myriad thousands of cattle now gathered from the great plains of South America and carried in the cold embrace of the ship's "freezer" across the great waste of waters, through the heat of the torrid zone, and landed in frosty freshness of condition upon the distant markets of England, when formerly they were slaughtered for their hides alone! Contemplate the spectacle of the flocks and herds of Australia marching to the sea and their cold sepulchure in frozen ranks, in the holds of ocean racers, to be resurrected at last, after months of time and thousands of miles of ocean travel also, on the far distant shores of England! See the shoals of fish, taken from the waters of the great lakes and estuaries of the sea in warm weather, locked in congealed masses and stored like brick in the great "freezers" of the fish dealers and carried therein till seasons of scarcity! Behold the cattle from our own far west ranges and feed yards, leaving their comparatively waste material at the packing houses and journeying across the country in refrigerator cars to the far eastern markets in condensed form, ready for the butcher's block! And the tropical fruits of far-away California and our great south country alike join in the wheeled procession of "refrigerator," bearing them to markets formerly inaccessible to them, in company with eggs and butter, poultry and game.


Addendum

Although the article by Beemer conveys a lively market for prairie chickens at this locality in Iowa, there are few actual records available from the local newspaper. An evaluation of the Cedar Valley Times, done by using appropriate search terms and browsing issues of particular interest, few records associated with the game market were found.

There were no results for prairie chickens for 1859.

During January and early February in 1860, prairie chickens could be bought for $1 to $1.50 per dozen at the market. By March 1, there were no prairie chickens available for purchase, which was a similar condition on April 12th, as determined by browsing the paper issues during this period of time.

There were also no records located by perusing issues from August 1860 through February 1863.

In November, 1863, among the items listed for the local market were prairie chicken and quail. The cost was $2.00 for the former and 75 cents for the latter.

Additional price indications followed.

Prairie chickens had a valuation of $1.75 to $2.00, until the end of January, 1864, when a dozen could be purchased for 50 cents.

As for quails, the market price was 75 cents per dozen, with the end of January price at 40 cents per dozen.

A variety of searches associated with Beemer, the author of the game bird perspective, did not return any results.

19 May 2014

Quantities of Pigeons at Davenport Iowa

Every day our sportsmen bring in quantities of wild pigeons. They are killed out in the groves of the county, and the sport is said to be exciting. They are generally shot while flying singly, but sometimes respectable sized flocks give the hunter a chance of bagging a good many at one shot. They are mostly all young pigeons, and very fair eating as the know by repeated culinary experiments. This pigeon shooting is now nearly the only sport here. The river is too high for successful fishing, as numbers have found out this week.

June 8, 1861. Pigeons. Davenport Daily Gazette 7(190): 1.

Heavens Black With Wild Pigeons at Dubuque

All day on Sunday last at Dubuque, we learn the heavens were black with wild pigeons flying northward. That must have been a dark sky.

April 27, 1864. [Heavens black with wild pigeons at Dubuque.] Urbana Union 3(5): 1.

A New Scourge - Whole Fields of Grain Destroyed by Pigeons

A New Scourge - Whole Fields of Grain Destroyed by Pigeons
Initially May 8, 1867 in the Memphis Appeal 17(243): 4.

We learn from reliable sources that the farmers of many of the western counties are much troubled with pigeons, in fact these birds have become a perfect scourge. Vast flocks have made their appearance, the air in many places being literally darkened; and having migrated a long distance from the south they are very voracious. These flocks alight upon the fields of new sown grain, and rolling over and over like the waves of the sea, pick up every kernel of grain in sight. It is impossible to drive them away; they are unmindful of the firing of guns, throwing of stones, shooting of men or barking of dogs; and it is an easy task to kill any number of them with a pole. One farmer residing near Independence had sown three acres of wheat, and was preparing to harrow it in, when the pigeons made their appearance and gobbled up every kernel before he could get it covered. Some fields containing forty acres were absolutely covered with pigeons, and although the sportsmen waged an incessant warfare against them, and killed great numbers, their places were soon supplied with others. Hunting pigeons has lost the charm of novelty, and the main question is now to save the grain. With the present high price of seed wheat, and its scarcity, this becomes a question of serious consideration.

A great number of fields will have to be sowed a second time, and we hear of some farmers who are doing it the third time. From all accounts, the main depredations of the feathered scourge appear to be confined to the region of country bordering the Wapsipinicon, as but comparatively little damage is reported along the Cedar river. — Dubuque Herald.

May 17, 1867. Lockport Daily Journal and Courier 9(73): 1.

A Pigeon Invasion.

The Dubuque (Iowa) Herald says that in the western counties of the State the pigeons "have become a perfect scourge. Vast flocks have made their appearance, the air in many places being literally darkened, and having migrated a long distance from the South, they are very voracious. The flocks alight upon the fields of new-sown grain, and rolling over and over like the waves of the sea, pick up every kernel of grain in sight. It is impossible to drive them away; they are unmindful of the firing of guns, throwing of stones, shouting of men or barking of dogs, and it is an easy matter to kill any number of them with a pole. One farmer residing two miles east of Independence had sown three acres of wheat, and preparing to harrow it in, when the pigeons made their appearance and gobbled up every kernel before he could get it covered. Some fields containing forty acres were covered with pigeons, and, although the sportsmen was an incessant warfare against them, and killed great numbers, their places were soon supplied with others. Hunting pigeons has lost the charm of novelty, and the main question is how to save the grain."

June 6, 1867. Farmer's Cabinet 65(46): 1.

16 May 2014

An Uncommon Incident at Dubuque

On Sunday morning, says the Dubuque Express of the 11th inst. while the steamboat Rapids was lying at our landing, working off steam, a wild pigeon flew directly over the escape pipe, just after the puff had blown off, when the air partially returning, drew the pigeon into the pipe, and down into the valve so that it became closed. From this position it could not be dislodged till the escape pipe was unscrewed and taken off. Several persons on the landing saw the bird fly in, and the cause of the difficulty thus became immediately known, otherwise it is possible that an explosion may have been the consequence. — St. Louis Rep.

July 6, 1843. An uncommon incident. New York Daily Tribune 3(75): 4.

26 March 2013

Bird-Effigy Pipes Indicate Iowa Birds Two Millennia Ago

Nearly 2,000 years ago, an Indian interested in local fauna, perhaps along with others of his clan were drawn to the loud, spring-time expressions of some prairie chickens gathered at a barren prairie space atop bluffs nearby their village close to the "Father of Waters."

It must have been an impressive sight, as the male birds crouched, moved with stamping feet, while booming expressively during their timeless and dramatic presentation to attract females to mate with and create another generation.

Whether it was a personal observation during one particular spring, or the outcome of repeated observations and appreciation, the result created was certainly due to continued thought and careful expression. In a manner suited to tribal tradition, an exquisite hand-made object vividly captures the spirit of the prairie birds.

For the loud chickens among the grass, features for a ceremonial smoking pipe are of a displaying prairie chicken, and indicatively a male. The features are diagnostic, including the body shape, characteristic heads tufts and upturned tail, swept-back wings and also, the beak size and shape.

This particular pipe bowl was among three bird-effigy creations taken from the ancient mounds at Toolesboro, along the edge of a bluff, over-looking the lower Iowa River, only two to three miles west of the confluence of the Mississippi River.

An initial intrusion into the burial mounds occurred in 1875, by a party of three consisting of W.H. Pratt, his son and Charles E. Harrison.

According to the results, the pipes were carved from pipe-stone. This seems to indicate the use of "catlinite" from the diggings in south-western Minnesota.

One of the other two pipes might possibly be some sort of waterfowl, perhaps representing a goose or maybe some sort of duck, because there is no long neck indicated. The pipe bowl "was furnished with eyes of pure native copper, which, doubtless, had answered all purposes to the satisfaction of the artist," according to W.H. Pratt, author of the article in the Proceedings of the Davenport Academy of Natural Sciences, issued in 1876. Especially exquisite is the subtle indication of movement, shown by the forward placement of its right leg.

The use of native copper, might indicate the use of trade material, as metals might not ave been mined at the tribal village associated with the mounds.

The third bird-effigy pipe is less definitive in its indication of a particular species. Because of the prominent and massive size of the bill, it might convey an American White Pelican, which would have regularly occurred along the Mississippi, and been prominent during their seasonal migrations, when large and expressive, whether on the waters or moving across the sky.

Image from Pratt's article.

Other zoomorphic representations created as pipes included a frog, something similar to a dog, and a larger four-legged animal.

These bird effigy pipes are among the oldest known for North America.

According to details as now known and indicated online, these mounds are associated with the Hopewell Tradition, and were created between 100 B.C. to A.D. 200. There are still seven mounds present at this public, protected site, with perhaps twelve having originally been present. One of them is known for being the largest Hopewell Tradition mound in Iowa.

15 February 2013

Superlative Fowl Numbers Along Missouri Valley

Bird surveys in the past few days convey an occurrence of immense numbers of fowl along the Missouri River between Squaw Creek NWR and Desoto NWR.

A most significant count was February 11th, when 418 Trumpeter Swans were observed during the weekly waterfowl count at Squaw Creek refuge. This is the largest count for this species since the mid-1990s when these birds first started to occur at the refuge, said Darrin Welchert, the biologist that does the counts. Among the swans were two or three which have neck-collars indicating an association with the Iowa population.

There were also two Tundra Swans present, known to occur from time-to-time in the past, Welchert said. They were formerly more prevalent than the trumpeters, but since about 2000, more trumpeters have been observed. On the January 29th survey, there were 364 Trumpeter Swans, which was is another record count.

Amidst the valley, Trumpeter Swans have also been seen, notably several times at Carter Lake (3), and also at Desoto NWR (4) and Offutt Base Lake (5).

More than a million Snow Geese were denoted for the mid-February survey at Squaw Creek refuge, according to count details available at the refuge website. The particular number indicated was 1,003,600 as derived by a grid method of counting, based upon the number of birds within an area covering a certain length and width, Welchert said. Counts done in February 2012 also indicated the occurrence of more than a million Snow geese.

More than 15,000 Canada geese were denoted during the first bird survey of the year, on February 12th, by biologists at Desoto NWR.

On the 9th, there were more than 5000 at Carter Lake, where this species has been present in large numbers, throughout the winter.

Occurrence of a single Wood Duck at Squaw Creek on February 11th, is a certain indication of spring's arrival.

Notably significant is the ongoing presence of diving ducks at Carter Lake. There was the regular number of Canvasbacks present on the 9th, with more than thirty present. There has also been a regular number of Redhead. Also significant during these days, is the presence of Hooded Mergansers. They have been a regular occurrence at the urban lake in the past weeks. The tally has been around a half-dozen, which is the same number given for the most recent waterfowl survey at Squaw Creek.

The only known occurrence of the Ruddy Duck and Pied-billed Grebe in the river valley, has been at Carter Lake. In regards to Northern Shoveler, they have also been most prevalent here, in comparison to other locales where observations have been reported.

Bald Eagles are seemingly ubiquitous. Greater numbers have been indicated at Desoto NWR (172) and Lake Manawa (153). Lesser numbers have been observed at Boyer Chute NWR and Offutt Base Lake. Surprisingly, only a dozen were noted for Squaw Creek NWR during the most recent bird count.

Additional details, based upon a limited extent of survey efforts indicates the presence of songbirds. Most birders record every species observed during an outing, while refuge biologists only denote species of particular interest. Some additional highlights are obvious, as the cusp of spring is encroaching along the Missouri River.

Birders have visited places in the Omaha metro, so special thanks to Clem Klaphake, Loren and Babs Padelford and Justin Rink, who led an Audubon Society of Omaha field trip to Boyer Chute NWR. Particulars have been posted online, so are readily available, with their contributions certainly appreciated.

The irruptive bird the season is the Common Redpoll. There were 200 reported as occurring at Boyer Chute NWR on the 9th. A dozen were indicated by Mr. Klaphake as being present at Schilling WMA on Wednesday, the 13th.

More than fifty different species have been recorded along the Missouri River in the past few days, with the bigger birds getting the most attention. Many more will soon be arriving.


The known details are based upon information from just a few places. If there was an larger perspective from additional sites, including, perhaps, Forney Lake, Tobacco Island, or any of the other wildlife lands along the Missouri River corridor, the value of valley habitats could be properly realized in all of its spectacular detail.

More notes may occur this weekend, in association with the national bird count effort.

01 August 2012

Wild Geese - Prairie Country, Lamporte, Ia.

Wild Geese. — A most singular advantage has been taken of these wild fowls on the prairies in this country. We understand, during the late rain and sleet storm, large flocks of wild geese were so completely frozen over that their wings became useless appendages, and they were compelled to "take to their heels" for their only chance of escape from the eager pursuer, and, during this helpless and forlorn condition, large flocks of them were captured. The old saying is, "when the sky falls we shall catch larks;" but a new and more probable one now, when the sleet falls we can catch geese. — Lamporte (Ia.) Whig.

Highland Messenger 2(33): 2. Issued February 18, 1842 at Asheville, North Carolina.

This is a significant article as it is the first known newspaper article about wild birds in the state of Iowa. The next one known, is from 1854 and has notes from Franklin county, as found in a Pennsylvania newspaper.

However, despite using online search options, the specific locality of Lamporte could not be determined. A probable place is La Porte City, in Black Hawk county, as suggested by a contact in Iowa with an interest in historic bird records for the state.

27 July 2012

Glad Tidings of Spring

Glad Tidings.

Hark! I hear the bluebird gayly singing over
And over his few tuneful notes in yonder cedar-tree,
And straight I dream of violets and fragrant fields of clover,
And meadow brooks from winter's bonds rejoicing to be free.
For spring is here, the darling! and soon, with sweet beguiling,
She'll charm us first with shower tears, and then with sunny smiling.
 
And when she weeps, the brown earth will send green leaves to meet her,
And pretty buds; and when she smiles, the buds will hasten to blow,
And the winds will lose their coldness, and with gentle kisses greet her,
And grass spring in her footsteps light where late was naught but snow,
For spring is here, the darling! and her fairy friends are coming,
To wake the butterflies again, and start the bees a-humming.
 
The orchard trees are trembling as they feel her magic fingers
Touching them with soft enchantment that fills them with delight;
And they bid their hidden treasure, that still in shyness lingers,
Burst forth in countless happy blooms of faintest pink and white.
For spring is here, the darling! I hear a bluebird singing,
And I catch the echo of her voice in rippling laughter ringing.
— Margaret Eytinge.
May 12, 1881. Monticello (Iowa) Express 16(43): 4. John Blanchard, editor and proprietor.

25 July 2012

A Wonderful Bird - A Nat for the Naturalists

A few days ago Mr. James Mason, of Vernon township, took his gun, and, in company with his dog, started out for the purpose of hunting pigeons. While making his way through a deep, thickly wooded ravine, he heard a swift rushing sound in the air above him, while a dark shadow, similar to that produced by a small cloud, was thrown upon the ground. Of course this movement did not fail to attract the attention of the huntsman, and he glanced upward, when he saw, not as he supposed, a flock of pigeons, but a huge bird circling around above his head, and apparently deliberating about pouncing upon him for its prey. The sight at first somewhat startled Mr. Mason, but upon reflecting that he had both barrels of his gun well loaded, he determined to stand his ground and give "the vermint" as he expressed it, a lively turn. While waiting till the feathered monster had approached somewhat nearer, and was apparently hovering almost over him, Mr. Mason took deliberate aim, and discharging both barrels at once, had the satisfaction of seeing his huge game come fluttering and tumbling to the ground. Highly elated, Mr. Mason sprang forward to secure his prize when an exciting scene commenced. The bird, though badly wounded, was not killed, and put forth a stubborn resistance, beating the air with his wings in so furious a manner that neither Mr. Mason or his dog ventured to approach within a dozen yards, and it was not until he had fired three shots into the head and body of the monster in succession, that he ventured to approach and finish its existence by knocking it on the head with a club. From all accounts this wonderful bird belongs to species now totally extinct, but which lived and flourished, according to Cuvier and Audubon, in the days of the mastodon. It is much larger than any known species of the feathered creation, weighing exactly 92 pounds. Its body is covered with short thick feathers, those on the underside being pure white, while the back is slightly mottled with gray. The wings are nearly black, measuring 12 feet from tip to tip, while the bill is hooked and of a bluish cast. The legs are long and slender, of a pea green color, and the feet webbed like a duck's. From our exchanges we see that a bird of similar character was killed near Mound City, Ill. Mr. Mason has preserved the skin of the monster, and will soon bring it to the city, where it will be placed on exhibition for the inspection of the curious.

October 5, 1868. Fort Wayne Daily Gazette 6(129): 2. From the Dubuque Iowa Times.