The Jeffersonian

In Re the Buzzard

The Cannon (Ga.) Universalist Herald re-
marks:
"Read Tom Watson's dissertation on the com-
mon buzzard in this issue, clipped from Watson's
November Magazine. Tom is the first man we
ever knew or heard of, to come to the rescue of
the buzzard. One thing thou lackest, Mr. Buz-
zard! You can't sing. However. Mr. Watson
makes the buzzard a very happy bird."
That he can not sing, is one of the buz-
zard's advantages. He has none of the wor-
ries of Caruso, who is ever tormented by fears
of losing his voice. The buzzard has none to
lose. Nor does he have to depend on his music
for a living.
There's the peacock, for instance: he thinks
he can sing. When he lifts his tuneful voice,
even the dogs howl.
Also, there is the female cow. She is proud
of her voice, and she bellows by the hour.
Whereupon, some nervous literary feller en-
enters the market, buys her at any old price, has
a rope tied to her horns, and has her led away,
ignominiously, into some distant county, to be
presented, free gratis for nothing, to a red-
headed cousin who married a cock-eved man
--so that the said cow can give milk and
music out of the sight and hearing of said
literary feller.
O, there are lots and cords of advantages
in being a buzzard; and while I perfectly de-
spise his table manners, I'm not sure that ours
are much better.