no BREAKING A BIRD DOG 
of her delicate sensibilities. She could not 
get rid of the now loathsome chicken and I 
put her in the kennel and just left it with 
her. She wouldn’t eat or drink while the 
chicken was rotting right on her neck. Her 
punishment was a trifle hard, but there is 
no doubting it was a kindness in disguise, 
for as a chicken killer she surely would have 
come to grief—but from that day to this, 
Byrd has never bothered a chicken again to 
my knowledge. Recently, however, I had a 
sad experience when she killed a couple of 
ducks on a farm where I had been permitted 
to hunt. Some dogs that are absolutely safe 
with chickens never do get accustomed to 
ducks—there seems to be a greater tempta¬ 
tion to the latter which is almost impossible 
to overcome. 
Not long ago I had a letter from one of 
my readers about a chicken-killing pup. He 
lived on a farm and his puppy killed his 
chickens at every chance. He said he had 
tried tying the dead chicken to the dog, but 
without avail. He asked me to suggest 
something better, and I replied that I could 
not. The last letter I got from him he said 
