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nomy reigns, at the expense of all " reason, faith, 

 and conscience." 



Had I the honour of being a correspondent of 

 a sporting periodical, I would, of course, here 

 quote, " Rev&nons d nos moutons." Being, how- 

 ever, only a simple " Henwife," I may, perhaps, 

 be allowed the more humble expression of " Let 

 me revert to my subject;" and this brings me 

 to drinking-vessels for poultry. 



Those I approve of, are the common tile 

 flower-pot saucers. They do not hold much, so 

 that the water is ever fresh, if frequently replen- 

 ished, as they ought to be. This is a great 

 desideratum, especially in summer. Powls 

 relish fresh cool water, as may be seen by the 

 eagerness with which they fly to the vessels 

 when refilled. These must always be kept clean, 

 and occasionally scrubbed with sand, to remove 

 the green slime which collects, and is so produc- 

 tive of roup, gapes, and other diseases. In 

 winter, care must be taken to empty them at 

 nightfall, otherwise ice would form and cause 

 breakage. In moulting time a little citrate of 

 iron mixed in the water is beneficial ; about a 



