LXII. — A Poultry Note 



WHEN the chickens that were rounded up 

 from the apple trees last week had 

 served the necessary time in confine- 

 ment to make them get accustomed to 

 their new roosts they were turned loose, and there 

 was more excitement. A young cockerel thought he 

 would celebrate the occasion by crowing, but imme- 

 diately seven young gobblers started for him on the 

 jump. Every time he would start to crow the gob- 

 blers would rush in on him, and the last I saw of him 

 he was going over the fence into the pasture field 

 with the gobblers after him, but he looked as if he 

 were going to crow even if he died for it. By the 

 way, I have lost the address of the man with whom 

 I swapped gobblers last fall, but if this should meet 

 his eye I wish to tell him that the "Bubbly jock" he 

 sent has developed into a noble bird. Nothing of 

 his size in the turkey line has ever been seen on the 

 farm, and as he is always first in whenever the 

 chickens or ducks are being fed he is in prime con- 



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