Swine

In Kewanee, Ill., one Glenn Beall, farmer, turned 50 hogs into a field of corn that had been under water for a long time. The grain had sprouted, turned to mash, fermented; greedily the hogs guffed and snuzzled. Soon a warm paradise bloomed in their brutish hides. They ran in circles, tottering. They knocked each other down, made love. Seven fell into a creek and drowned. Thirteen, eating too much of the alcoholic seed, perished in agony. Sitting safely on a fence, Farmer Glenn Beall watched a scene not unlike the one a Greek saw when amorous swine on an island suggested the story of Circe; or that which took place in the country of the Gadarenes when a whole herd, possessed of devils, rushed down the steep into the sea.

Deer

Near Menominee, Mich., one Oscar Lebouf sighted through underbrush, squeezed his rifle-trigger, went crashing through the bushes after his bullet. Still twitching on the ground lay a buck deer. "Sapristi!" muttered Mr. Lebouf. "She sure ees one fine head of horns. By gar, I feex him, queeck!" Forgetting his gun he fumbled in his pocket for his shipping license, whipped it out, tied it to a horn. "Sac' bleu, no man can come an' take heem now," whispered Mr. Lebouf. He proudly examined the body to see where' his bullet had struck. Tickled back to consciousness by Mr. Lebouf's fingers, the buck leaped up, off, away.* "Norn de nom! Crees' de Kilvert!" commented Mr. Lebouf, discovering that his rifle was still in his hands.

Lynch Bros.

In Manhattan, one John Lynch, life resident of Sing Sing Prison for a murder, was permitted-- handcuffed and accompanied by a guard--to attend the funeral of his brother, James ("One-Eye") Lynch, executed in Trenton, N. J., two days before, for a murder. A sharp-eared (or sentimental) news-gatherer heard Lifer Lynch mutter beside the bier: "It doesn't pay."

Nose

At New Haven, Conn., one Frank Fusaris, grocer, saw one Angelo Cavallaro, barber, fingering his nose. Infuriated, the grocer leaped at the barber, chewed off the offensive nose, spat out the blood. Last week the courts fined him $5,000 mayhem damages, in favor of Barber Cavallaro.

Sleep

At midnight, on the Frankfurt-Hamburg express, a girl, 9, got out of her berth. She climbed up on the roof of the car. There she slept. When the train reached Hamburg a brakeman brought her down, chilly, but well-rested, returned her to her mother. The older woman apologized. Unfortunate, most unfortunate--not surprising. Her daughter was a somnambulist.

* A not uncommon thing for a knocked-down deer to do. A bullet clipping a deer at the base of the horns or just above the spine will often stun the animal for some time. Experienced deerslayers invariably sever their kill's jugular vein immediately upon reaching it, in the interests of safety, mercy, and to bleed the meat while it is still warm.