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Thence Perryman and I back again, talking of the great miscarriages in the Navy, and among the principal that of having gentlemen commanders. I shall hereafter make use of his and others' help to reckon up and put down in writing what is fit to be mended in the Navy after all our sad experience therein. So home, and there sat with my wife all the evening, and Mr.
L.P. Jacks' very remarkable book, "Mad Shepherds," gives an account of one Toller of Clun Downs, who went deranged, took to the moors and lived for a considerable time, stealing sheep and poultry. "Beyond the furthest outpost of the Perryman farm lie extensive wolds rising rapidly into desolate regions where sheep can scarcely find pasture. In this region Toller concealed himself.
Mystic, star-gazer, dabbler in black or blackish arts, he seemed in his lowly occupation of shepherd to represent some strange miscarriage of Nature's designs; but Mrs. Abel, who understood the secrets of many hearts, always maintained that Snarley, the breeder of the famous Perryman rams, had found the calling to which he had been fore-ordained from the foundation of the world.
The farmer's wife sat down between us, in front of the fire. "I want to hear him finish the story of the Tall Hat," she said. "With me by he's less likely to put the frilling on." "Let's see where was I?" said Perryman. "You'd come to the place where you met the parson and his lady in the churchyard," I said. "Ha, so I had," replied the farmer. "I can see her at this very minute just as she was.
By such simple means he succeeded long ago in laying the practical basis of a life's work, evolving a highly complicated system controlled by a single principle, and yet capable of manifold application. The Perryman flock, now famous among sheep-breeders all over the world, was the result. Thirty years ago this flock was the admiration and the envy of the whole countryside.
She looked " "Never mind what she looked like: tell us what she said," interrupted Mrs. Perryman. "She says, 'Good-morning, Mr. Perryman. How much? looking 'ard at my 'at all the time. I guessed she was up to some devilry, so I thought I would put her wrong a bit. 'A guinea, ma'am, says I. She looks at my 'at again and says, 'Mr. Perryman, you've been took in.
Company E John D. Kennedy, Kershaw. Company F W.W.Perryman, Anderson. Company G I. Haile, Kershaw. Company H H. McManus, Lancaster. Company I G.B. Cuthbert, Charleston. Company K R. Rhett, Charleston. Surgeon Dr. F. Salmond, Kershaw. Quartermaster W.S. Wood, Columbia. Commissary J.J. Villipigue. Chaplain A.J. McGruder.
Company F, Captain John S. Hard. Company G, Captain J. Hampden Brooks. Company H, Captain Elbert Bland. Company I, Captain W.E. Prescott. Company K, Captain Bart Talbert. Captain Perryman with his company, the "Secession Guards," volunteered for the Confederate service before the other companies, and left for Virginia on April 28th and joined the Second South Carolina Regiment.
The distant forays had to be abandoned; there was no more slinging of stones; he had great difficulty in obtaining food. He craved most for milk, and this he procured at considerable risk of discovery by descending before dawn into the lowlands and milking, or partially milking, one of the Perryman cows; for the animals knew his voice and were accustomed to his touch.
I saw that I was about to discover what I was never intended to know. Dim recollections came to my mind of a grotesque but terrible story, known to not more than four living souls, the names and personalities in which had for good reasons been carefully concealed from me and from others. That Farmer Perryman was one actor in that tragedy, and that Mrs.
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