PIGEON'S AND ALL ABOUT THEM. 125 



I once bred a magnificent tail hen, out of a pair of whites 

 that I had owned some years. 



She was grand in style, and fine in spread, and I did not 

 then realize what a treasure she was, and sold her. Where 

 that dash of blood came from was always a mystery to me, 

 but it just shows what a drop of blood will sometimes do. 

 When a man begins to dabble in the colors, he may look for 

 some strange birds. 



