1J.8 Agriculhiral U-azette of N.S.W. \Feh o, 1908. 



to helieve tlu'V can no aii<l ild likewise. Any iittiiii]it ai pdnlti-y lireeding 

 tor jH'olit sliouM he t-dinnieneed in a small way in conjunction with some 

 other issue of the t'arin. It i> this specialist ])oultry t'iirniiuL' which has 

 given till' industry a l)a(l name: ami the man who wishes to make a living 

 from his fowls must have, as the owmr of this fai'iii had. other strings to 

 his how, a few years experience soon showing whether any of them can be 

 dispensed with, and if so the determinatioiK will likely he that the laixiur 

 and care which hitherto luid been divided amongst the peaches, ]iotatoes, 

 4ind pig« will (show a better return by a transference to poultry. 



Fig. 4. — Six hundred ducklings ! three to six weei s old. 



Chapter I. 



The Locality. 



Every Sydney or std)uiban resident has heard of The Spit, while thou- 

 sands of them — cyclists, picnickers, and others — annually visit the i)lace, 

 but possibly not 1 per cent, of those who cross on the junit are aware that 

 the largest poultry farm in the Commonwealth i> situated within the 

 proverl)ial stone's throw of the landing-place on the Maidy side, and just 

 beyond and to the right of Seaforth. The slow walker can do the journey 

 in fifteen minutes, while residents who know the short cuts calculate as 

 ten minutes from wharf to farm, which is a corner block bounded by Tlie 

 Si)it, Manly, and French's Forest Hoads. Cyclists, motorists, and other 

 tourists who from Xorth Shores-wards to the villaiii' ascend the heights by 

 the zig-zag Government road, iuit to reach the farm on foot one g'oes a 

 few perches to the right and is brought to a well-made track throuLih the 

 bush, which i)i'im:s him right to the public si-hool, it ami the 2 acres of 

 ground being originally a ])ortion of the farm; proceeinng down thi' 

 French's Forest Road j)ast the school, one conies to a large gate, which tells 

 visitors they are at " Glenbrook. " This opens into a wide avenue, and 

 leads to the stone homestead, one of the bungalow type, sul)stantial in the 

 extreme, and has bei-n the liome of perhaps scores of owners, from a 

 •Government architect to a Chinese gardener. To some the place was a 

 retreat after the city toil : the remaining massive, but now neglected fruit- 

 trees tells the i)lace was at least n one-time prospcidus-looking orchard. 

 In more recent times, however, it faileil to afloid a living to several 



