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THE RURAL NEW-YORKER 
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TROUBLE WITH LITTLE CHICKS. 
I recently read a recipe to cure diarrlioea 
in chicks, but no directions how to give it. 
It is known to doctors as Sqnilib's Mix¬ 
ture. It is: Tincture of opium, 20 cubic 
centimeters; tincture of capsicum. 20 c.c.; 
spirits of camphor. 20 c.c.; chloroform, 
7.5 c.c.; alcohol, 32.5 c.c. Please publish 
the directions how to give this remedy. 
For the past two years we have had 
cholera trouble with our chicks, and lost 
a good many. . ii. i». 
East t'hardon, O. 
I used about 12 drops of the mixture 
to a teacupful of water. This can 
be varied a little, making it stronger 
for severe cases. Simply put it in 
their drinking water and give nothing 
else to drink for one or two days, or 
until the desired effect is produced. 
Raising little chicks in large numbers 
is no easy matter. I am reminded of 
a remark by my friend Air. Tilling- 
hast, who is the largest poultry keeper 
in this State (Connecticut). He said 
•"Alost anybody can keep hens, but 
when it comes to raising a lot of little 
chicks it requires an expert.” Air. Til- 
linghast keeps about 3,000 White Leg¬ 
horns, and knows what he is talking 
about. He keeps them in “colony” 
houses scattered over nearly a hun¬ 
dred acres:, 25 to 50 in a house. It is 
said that foxes will not touch poultry 
that live near their den, but a pair of 
foxes dug out a den in the lot where 
most of his colony houses are, and had 
a litter of five young foxes. Evidently 
they thought they were going to have 
a “soft snap,” and could “enjoy life” 
surrounded by 3,000 hens; but Air. Til- 
linghast, assisted by an expert fox hun¬ 
ter, harvested the whole seven of them. 
To return to little chicks; don't give 
them ice-cold water to drink; don’t 
overfeed, let them get “good and hun¬ 
gry” between meals. Keep the brood¬ 
ers clean; put your nose down within 
an inch of the floor, where the chick's 
nose is all the time, and see if you 
think you could keep healthy in that 
atmosphere. Here is an experience in 
feeding chicks. A pullet had six chicks 
in the cow barn; a week later another 
hen had six chicks. I gave them to 
the pullet, and left her with the 12 in 
the barn. Practically all those chicks 
have had to eat was coarse cracked 
corn, such as I mix with oats to feed 
my horse. I was astonished to see 
what big pieces they would swallow. 
I put some sand on the floor so they 
could get grit, and sometimes they 
have milk to drink. One got “pasted 
up behind”; in taking off stuff which 
had dried fast to him, I took off the 
down too—thought he would die, but 
he did not, and the whole 12 are alive 
and the smoothest, thriftiest lot on the 
place. The pullet has gone to laying 
and left the chicks; the little chaps 
range all over the orchard, but three 
times a day they chase me around un¬ 
til I go and get them some cracked 
corn; then they come and eat it out 
of my hands. geo. a. cosgrove. 
“THE FARMER’S HORSE.” 
On page 502 Air. Clark Pettit makes 
some remarks under the above caption. 
bile in principle he is sound, his de¬ 
ductions are faulty and misleading, and 
his statements about the Live Stock 
Commission extremely unjust. There is 
no question as to the unwisdom of in- 
breeding ; and as to the poor results of 
which he speaks, bv using pure blood 
stallions on all kinds of mares. What 
he says as to the value and endurance 
of a good standard-bred horse, I can 
also testify to. The same qualities that 
cause them to endure to the end of the 
lace are as noticeable in the furrow, or 
before the binder or potato digger—- 
until they pull themselves to pieces. All 
good so far. I personally know Mr. 
1 ettit, and the kind of horses he breeds. 
W ere every farmer by nature and oth¬ 
erwise equipped to breed and fit his kind 
of standard-breds, there would be no 
question as to the prices obtainable. 
He is using not only the finest stallions, 
but mares of equal merit. Few farm¬ 
ers can afford to keep that kind of 
mares, and if they had them they would 
be ruined by the kind of help usually 
obtainable to handle them. Mr. Pettit 
is a natural-born horseman, and is will¬ 
ing, able, and capable of developing that 
sort of horses. Alost of us are not. 
With the kind of standard (?)-bred 
mares found on most farms it would 
be a precarious thing to pay the service 
fee that Air. Pettit’s horse is worth, 
for nine times out of ten the colt would 
have just size enough to be of no use 
for heavy work, too small to sell well, 
just fast enough to be beaten, and so 
nervy that the ordinary farm hand is 
unfit to handle it; I have two such now, 
by different mares and stallions, both 
of my own breeding. One is a seven- 
year-old mare that will kill anything I 
have ever put with her, at work, and 
herself in the bargain, if I keep her at 
it long enough. Only a select man can 
handle her. If I had many more such 
they would have to stand idle for want 
of a driver. Another four-year-old, a 
beauty, and a roader, I am having a 
man train. When he gets done with 
her she will be a gentleman’s road horse, 
but too high-lifed for farm work. 
I have a three-year-old Pcrcheron that 
is ready to go to work with one-tenth 
the handling the other has had. Any¬ 
one can handle him, and he has the heft 
and size to endure. When it comes to 
lasting qualities at heavy work, the 
standard-bred will go to pieces, however 
excellent they may be for the time be¬ 
ing. I have used up a number of fine 
ones that worked on their nerve. A 
draft horse will remain sound at such 
work, and serviceable, too, long after 
the other has gone to pieces. Many of 
the mares now on the farms are western 
bred, with draft blood predominating. 
If with these there is used a draft horse 
—-Percheron preferred—the progeny will 
be uniform, good size, early maturing, 
a horse that will be what is needed on 
the farm, or if not, one that can be sold 
without difficulty, for a better price, 
with less fitting than the ordinary man 
will be able to obtain (19 times out of 
20) for the kind of standard-bred he— 
not Air. Pettit—raises. 
A final word as to the New Jersey 
stallion law, and the State’s importa¬ 
tion of stallions, both of which I am 
fairly familiar with. Surely there can 
be no question about the wisdom of 
eliminating the mongrel stallions, and 
those with unsoundness, that is likely 
to be hereditary, which the Commission 
disqualified. That never hit Air. Pettit, 
so I don’t see where he should complain 
on that line. It is not essential that a 
horse bred to a type should be registered 
to be valuable or salable, either at home 
or abroad. Aloreover, the local associa¬ 
tions formed to secure the services of 
these horses are restricted as to the kind 
of mares they can breed. There are 
not a few through the State who have 
purchased, and more who will purchase, 
pure-bred mares to mate with these 
horses. The progeny resulting must be 
of greater uniformity than the State has 
ever known. The character of most of 
the stallions found in the State, and 
the colts they sired, does not bear evi¬ 
dence that they have “enriched home 
industries;” rather the reverse, impover¬ 
ished them. To call the eight Percher- 
ons, three Clydes, one English Coach 
and one Hackney, “nondescripts,” sur¬ 
prises me, from a man of Air. Pettit’s 
calibre. So far as I can learn, there 
have been no “soft places created for 
politicians.” The president of the Com¬ 
mission is Dr. Voorhees; the secretary— 
by virtue of his position as professor of 
animal husbandry—Prof. F. C. Alinck- 
ler. To call either of these “politicians” 
would surely be as far from Mr. Pettit’s 
thought as from that of anyone who 
knows and esteems them, as all who 
know them do. Mr. E. T. Gill, the 
noted Guernsey breeder, and Dr. T. E. 
Budd arc also members. None of them 
receives more than nominal salaries. In 
addition, the three last-mentioned con¬ 
stitute an examining board, and receive 
$5 per day and expenses when actually 
employed. In an emergency the Com¬ 
mission is authorized to name a com¬ 
mittee in a county, consisting of a grad¬ 
uate veterinarian and a practical horse¬ 
man. at a compensation of $10 a day 
and expenses. None of the above war¬ 
rants the assertion referred.to. Anyone 
interested can obtain a copy of the law 
and any additional information desired 
by writing the Secretary at New Bruns¬ 
wick. N. J. It looks a little as if Air. 
Pettit feared he might lose some of the 
patrons of his horses. I am very sure 
the kind of horses he has will not have 
to go begging for service to the mares 
suitable to mate with them. Beyond 
that, the principle of the greatest good 
to the greatest number is one of the 
cornerstones of this government. 
EDWARD VAN ALSTYNE. 
FACT 
FAKE 
TO 
Cream Separator 
DISCS 
In view of some would-be competitors’ recent unscrupu¬ 
lous advertising a little plain talk about DISCS is in order. 
Every separator wise person knows that DE LAYAL DISCS 
revolutionized cream separator construction—increased capacity, 
reduced speed and power required and increased efficiency. 
The man who tells* you that DISCS would not increase 
the skimming efficiency—capacity and thoroughness—of any 
“hollow bowl” is either a fool or a knave. 
a 
The man who tells you that it costs less to build a DISC than 
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The man who pictures to you a great heaping dish pan full of 
DISCS simply tries to fake you if he intimates that the DISCS of 
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The man who pictures to you a lot of DISCS strung along a 
picket fence simply tries to fake you if he intimates that the 
DISCS of a DE LAVAL bowl are handled in that manner. 
The man who would have you believe that the up-to-date 
DE LAVAL bowl is not the easiest, quickest and most thoroughly 
cleanable—and hence the most sanitary of any separator made 
simply tries to fake you. 
It is a fact that'some imitating DISC and BLADE separators 
are hard and difficult to clean, as are also the muzzle-loading- 
gun barrel-like TUBULAR shaped bowl kind, but the DISCS 
of a DE LAVAL bowl are readily cleaned—as a single piece 
—by a special patent-protected DISC transfer and washer, and 
the whole machine is absolutely sanitary throughout. 
It is a fact that the DE LAVAL Company is suing infringers 
of some of its numerous patents covering different forms of 
DISC construction, but the man who tells you that such 
separators are like or as good as the DE LAVAL simply lies to 
serve some sellish purpose of his own. 
The man who intimates to you that the DE LAVAL 
Company—on top of its sale of a MILLION machines—is not 
selling more separator’s in 1909 than at any previous time in its 
31 years of creation and development of the cream separator 
industry either doesn’t know, doesn’t want to know, or 
simply lies to you. 
There is not a man competent to judge of cream separators 
who doesn’t know that the 1908-1909 IMPROVED DE LAVAL 
CREAM SEPARATORS are all-around superior to any other 
made, and the man who would try to have you believe anything 
else simply has a selfish business interest of his own to serve 
in doing so. 
That’s the difference between FACT and FAKE as to DISCS. 
THE DE LAVAL SEPARATOR CO. 
42 E. Maiiimin Strkkt 
CHICAGO 
1213 * 1215 Fii.bkut Strkkt 
PHILADELPHIA 
Drumm Si Sackamknto Sts. 
SAN FRANCISCO. 
General Offices: 
165 Broadway, 
NEW YORK. 
173-177 William Street 
MONTREAL 
14 A Hi Pkinckss Street 
WINNIPEG 
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