The Lancaster Farmer thus pathetically describes the " sparrow " situation in those parts:

" Our native birds have almost entirely retired from their old haunts, and have resigned the field to these impudent 'carpet baggers,' in disgust. Some time ago we noticed a poor lone little native sparrow sitting on a high post, mournfully overlooking Lancaster, something like a lone Indian overlooking the innovations of the white man. How similar their fates".

If any of our readers have a copy of the Farmer to spare it might be as well to send it with the above passage marked in deep black to Sitting Bull, or some other distinguished member of the tribe of "Lo - the poor Indian".