To keep gamecocks and hunt the fox, To drink the punch and whisky, We fear no locks, we'll train the cocks And care not if it's risky.
Old song
One morning last week at exactly 10:04, 200 people enjoying their favorite sport in a California orange grove were interrupted by the sudden arrival of Captain Walker Hannon and 13 deputies from the Los Angeles sheriff's office. The sportsmen fled wildly through the trees, but the sheriff's men rounded up 23 men, two old women selling sandwiches, a small boy who had dropped by "to have...
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