History of Benton Harbor and Tales of Village Days: A Combination of Local Historic Events, Interwoven with Anecdotes of the Times when Benton Harbor was a Village. Together with a Compilation of Other Records

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Braun Printing Company, 1915 - Benton Harbor (Mich.) - 200 pages

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Page 37 - ... as they united or separated, that I was never tired of contemplating them. Sometimes a hawk would make a sweep on a particular part of the column, from a great height, when almost as quick as lightning that part shot downwards out of the common track; but soon rising again, continued advancing at the same height as before. This inflection was continued by those behind, who on arriving at this point dived down almost perpendicularly to a great depth, and rising, followed the exact path of those...
Page 37 - When this bend became very great, the birds, as if sensible of the unnecessary circuitous course they were taking, suddenly changed their direction; so that what was in column before became an immense front, straightening all its indentures until it swept the heavens in one vast and infinitely extended line.
Page 42 - For false Christs and false prophets shall rise, and shall shew signs and wonders, to seduce, if it were possible, even the elect.
Page 37 - A column, eight or ten miles in length, would appear from Kentucky, high in air, steering across to Indiana. The leaders of this great body would sometimes gradually vary their course, until it formed a large bend of more than a mile in diameter, those behind tracing the exact route of their predecessors. This would continue sometimes long after both extremities were beyond the reach of sight, so that the whole, with its...
Page 39 - It was proverbial with our fathers that if the Great Spirit in His wisdom could have created a more elegant bird in plumage, form, and movement, He never did.
Page 39 - His wisdom could have created a more elegant bird in plumage, form, and movement, He never did. When a young man I have stood for hours admiring the movements of these birds. I have seen them fly in unbroken lines from the horizon, one line succeeding another from morning until night, moving their unbroken columns like an army of trained soldiers pushing to the front, while detached bodies of these birds appeared in different parts of the heavens, pressing forward in haste like raw recruits preparing...
Page 38 - ... stick ; a small hut of branches is fitted up for the fowler, at the distance of forty or fifty yards ; by the pulling of a string, the stick on which the pigeons rest is alternately elevated and depressed, which produces a fluttering of their wings similar to that of birds just alighting ; this being perceived by the passing flocks, they descend with great rapidity, and, finding corn, buckwheat, &c.
Page 41 - My God, is that possible!' Remaining silent a few moments with bowed head, he looked up and said: 'See here, old Indian, you go out with me in the morning and I will show you a way to catch pigeons that will please any red man and the birds too.' "Early the. next morning I followed...
Page 42 - Certainly Pokagon is dreaming, or this long-haired white man is a witch.' I finally said, 'Look here, old fellow, tell me how you did that.
Page 74 - I feel, I feel, I feel like a morning star. Shoo fly, don't you bother me, Shoo fly, don't you bother me, For I belong to the busy bee. Directions: Boys and girls form circle with extra boy in center called the "bachelor,

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