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scale of points for a Partridge Cochin cock, which is nearly 
the same as adopted by our English friends, who have shown 
great genius and taste as breeders of all kinds of animals. 
SCALE OF POINTS. 
Head, Comb, Face, Deaf-ear, and Wattles.—Rich, bril- 
liant red. 
Hackle and Saddle.—Rich, bright, golden-red, of one 
uniform color, and not, as so often seen, gradually 
shading off to a golden color at the back of the neck; 
each féather should be striped with a clear, deep black 
stripe down the middle. 
much darker. 
Primary Quills —Deep bay on the outside web, and 
black on the inside. 
Secondary Quills.—Are similar, with the addition of a 
black mark to each feather. 
bar, without which no bird is perfect. 
Wing-bow.—A dark, bayish-red. 
Breast.—Underpart of body, thigh leg feathers, and 
fluff, must be a pure, rich black, and as glossy as pos- 
sible. Any white, brown or red is considered objec- 
tionable. But the cock that won the first premium at 
the Crystal Palace showed some brown feathering. I 
never saw it but in one instance in my own fowls; but 
when a bird is so perfect in all other respects, I think 
some of our judges lay too much stress on this imper- 
fection, as they are apt to do on other faults, when in 
every other respect they may be far superior. 
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Tail.—Should be a rich, metallic-black, entirely free 
from white feathers. White down or fluff on the roots 
of the tail should be avoided ; also a squirrel or droop- 
ing tail. 
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of the fowl, and should be closely scrutinized by judges. 
A leggy Cochin is out of proportion. A large bird is 
always noble; but too much fat is bad for breeding 
purposes. Isaac VAN WINKLE. 
GREENVILLE, N. J. 

TRIPS AMONG THE FANCIERS. 
DEAR JOURNAL: 
Ir was on a hot sultry July day, that we again started off 
for another short trip among the fanciers, with the ther- 
mometer at 90° in the shade. The prospects of a pleasant 
ride by rail were none of the best; however, we took our 
seat on the shady side of the car, and determined to make 
the best of it. Away we went, dashing along through fields 
of golden grain, in which the busy farmers were seen cut- 
ting, binding, and shocking it for future use, and through 
fields of bright, green waving corn; anon through meadows 
and groves. We almost forgot how dreadful hot it was. As 
we remarked when we started, the day was hot and sultry, 
the sun shone bright and clear, but as we neared the end of 
our journey, dense black clouds began to arise ih the west, 
and an occasional mutter of thunder could be heard above 
the din and clatter of the train, and a few miles further on 
we seemed to have run directly under the cloud. The rain 
poured down in torrents, compelling passengers to shut down 
all the windows, which made it anything but comfortable, 
Coverts.—A rich, metallic-black, forming the well-known | 
Back and Shoulders.—Same color as the hackle, but | 
Style, Symmetry and Condition.—Is one-half the beauty Bridge Valley. Here we saw some Spangled Games, White 

but fortunately the storm was soon over, and when we 
reached Doylestown the rain had ceased, and the blue sky 
was visible. Leaving the cars, we wended our way to the 
residence of Mr. T. H. Walton, Corresponding Secretary of 
| the Eastern Pennsylvania Poultry Association, who gave us 
a cordial welcome, in which he was joined by Mrs. W., who 
invited us to tea. After refreshing the inner man, in com- 
pany with our host, we took a stroll through a portion of 
the town, and finally spent several hours in the room of the 
Society. Early the next morning our host took us in his 
wagon, and in company with two other carriages, we started 
off for the residence of Dr. A. M. Dickie. Wearrived just in 
time to catch the Doctor, as he was harnessing his horse, pre- 
paratory to visiting his patients. With a look of wonder, he 
inquired, ‘““ Why, what’s broke loose?”” ‘ Nothing, only the 
Eastern Pennsylvania Poultry Society,’’ replied our host. 
“Allright,’’ said the Doctor; and ina trice he had jerked the 
harness off his nag, and whisked him into his stall, and we 
started for the hennery. First we were shown the White 
Leghorns, of which the Doctor has quite a flock, some of 
‘which were quite good. Next came the Dominiques; of these 
the Doctor has not bred many; he also has some Partridge 
Cochins, Plymouth Rocks, and Houdans. Returning to the 
stable, the Doctor harnessed up, and we started for Danbury, 
where the Doctor is having some of his young stock raised. 
Here wesaw the magnificent trio of Black Hamburgs, owned 
| jointly by the Doctor and Mr. W. T. Rogers, which took 
first at Doylestown last winter. We were shown quite a 
number of their progeny, which gave evidence that the 
‘‘plood was there.’’ Here we also saw some of the Doctor’s 
young Houdans, Plymouth Rocks, and Dominiques, and 
Raven Ducks. The Doctor has some good stock, but we ~ 
think if he would discard about one-half the varieties which 
he now keeps, and would devote the time and money to a few 
that is now required for them all, the results would be much 
more satisfactory. From here we drove some four miles 
across the country, to the farm of Mr. Isaac Dudbridge, in 
Leghorns, Partridge Cochins, and Silver-spangled Ham- 
burgs. Mr. Dudbridge also has quite a collection of pigeons. 
We must not forget his flock of geese, some thirty or more 
at present. Mr. Dudbridge has only the native or common 
geese, but. next season he proposes to introduce some of the 
improved breeds. Next we were shown his apiary, which 
contains several swarms of Italian, and some Black bees. 
W. EH. FLower. 
SHOEMAKERTOWN, Pa., July 27th. 
(To be continued.) 

CURIOUS EXPERIENCE. 
FRIEND WADE: 
IM a lover of fine fowls, and I love to read the poultry 
journals to get the experience of others, as I find about as 
many plagues and pleasures in this as any other business. 
I have been engaged in raising fancy poultry for some time, 
and a few circumstances have occurred that might be worthy 
of note. I will proceed to enumerate a part of them for the 
benefit of your readers. 
I have bought and sold eggs to some extent the past sea- 
son, and in most cases have failed to give or receive full 
satisfaction, on account of their not hatching. My own eggs 
even did not hatch well (and I may say just here, that this 
is a complaint of hundreds who do not feel disposed to own 
