The Exeter Advocate, 1897-9-9, Page 2OCTOR JAC
By ST. GEORGE RA'THBORNE,
Author of `'Doctor Jack's Wife," "Captain Tom," 'Baron Saar' "Miss
Pauline •of New York," 441Vtiss Caprice," Etc.
Jack is surprised. at the tremendous
interest the populace of Madrid takes
in the affair, It is equal to the great-
est championship game of baseball he
ever attended, more so because the
capacity of the pavilion is greater, and
even those who do not go don their
holiday attire.
" Come, we will be late, Don Carlos.
If half this mobfinds an entrance
there will not be standing room in an
hour," and the American plucks his
companion by the arm, but the Span-
iard coolly takes something, out of his
pockets, which he holds aloft.
,"
These are the best seats to be had.
Each is a boletin de sombre,. Depend
upon it, senor, we will witness this
affair in comfort from the shade. I
have a friend among the directors.
You will sit next my niece at the
tournament, and there have a chance
to make her acquaintance."
"Your niece at this bloody business,"
exclaims the American, and then
adds : " Oh ; I forgot, it is your na-
tional game. Of • course foreigners
cannot understand such things. I,
for one, fail to see how a young lady
likes to look upon such slaughter."
"It is in the blood, I suppose, senor,"
mutters Don Carlos, "you shall hear
my niece cry ' Viva toro' when the
bull chases a. cowardly chulo over the
fence, and if by rare good luck the
beast tosses a wretched banderili.ero
with his gay darts among the aud-
ience, those little hands will clap, and
her voice—a sweeter one never sang
' Ave Maria'—will cry bravo to the
toro, yet I know Mercedes has a ten-
der heart. I have seen her cry over
a wounded bird, and sit up all night
'with a sick woman. Yes, it runs in
the blood, senor. We have had bull-
fights in Spain for centuries, and al-
ways shall. But we might as well go
to save ourselves being crushed in the
crowd."
They join in the throng that heads
in the direction of the Plaza del Toro,
and finally sight the walls of the
great pavilion. Jack Evans looks up-
on the stirring scene with its gay col-
ouring. Somehow his usual debonair
air is absent, a look that one might
even term concern gathers upon his
face as he turns to his companion, and
remarks, quietly
•" You niay laugh at me, Don Carlos,
but I have a strange feeling—a pre-
monition that this day is to be a red
letter one in my career. I cannot ex-
plain it—do not ask me. but Wait and
see if I am right."
CHAPTER II.
The crowd is tremendous, but they
" avoid the worst of it, for there is a
separate door or gate arranged in the
interest of those who hold tickets for
the shade. Once inside they find their
way to the reserved seat' and Jaok
has time to look around him.
He sees an immense amphitheatre,
circular in shape, with the arena in
the centre. Around this the seats
arise in successive tiers. The place
will seat perhaps fifteen thousand, and
to -day there will be standing room
only, for the battle is to be a royal
one.
Around the arena is a small wail of
boards for the hunted chulos to leap
over when pursued by the bull, and
to protect the spectators in case the
maddened animal should plunge over
this ; just a little way beyond is a
gturdy barrier as high as a man's
bead.
Music sounds upon the air, and a
military band dashes off some popu-
lar airs that make the pulse beat
quicker. The scene is a gay one, not
like a gathering in our land, where
men dress in black or gray. Here the
natives appear in gaudy colours, men
as well as 'women, and the effect of
this, added to by the uniforms of hun-
dreds of soldiers, is to form a scene
which for gay holiday appearance we
never see off the opera stage.
"Look yonder, senor, we are fa-
voured to -day," and Dori Carlos points
across to the left, where seats are re-
served for royalty.
A party is just settling down, some
of them officers in high state, and
among others Jack becomes interest-
ed in those who wear the peculiar red
fez of the Turk.
"Who are they ?" he asks—"the
Turks, I mean ?"
" One is the Turkish ambassador.
That stout man with the decorations
on his breast is Abdallah Pasha—he
won his medals in the late affair with
the Russians. I have the honour of
his acquaintance. If you should de-
sire an introduction, senor, I can ar-
range it later."
Senor Jack hears, and yet forgets
to reply, for he is staring hard at the
Turkish pasha, as though something
within warns him that this plan will
erose his path soon. Whether he has
any reason for such a belief or not the
near future will prove. At present
Jack takes a decided interest in the
Turk.
The pasha is heavy set, with a face
that bespeaks cunning as well as brav-
ery.
ravery.,He is a man with an iron will-
once his mind is made up, all the
powers of the earth cannot prevail
upon him to change it. Even as Jack
watches pini the pasha looks that
way—they are not far apart—and find-
ing a steady gaze fastened upon him,
returns it witha scowl„ ju:,t as if
in the American he has recognized an
old foe.
How singular that these two men,
who up to this time have never seen
each other; should instinctiPely hate
at sight, and yet soul language, speak-
ing through the eyes, its windows, has
communicated Jack's aversion to the
pasha, and quick to take offence, he
returns the challenge.
Presently Jack •looks farther around,
and sees a party of English and Am-
erican tourists, who have secured
,eootw`h. the shade,: Be watches this
section closely, as though expecting to
see some familiar face appear. There
is even a wistful look in his eye as
though he missed certain friendly cone-
panions of former travel—perhaps
something more.
.Then he starts as a voice near his
ear calls out flowers for sale, and
glancing up, half expecting to look up
en the beautiful Catalan girl sof :the
Barcelona market, he sees another,.
who
takes hislance
S' as an invitation
to hand down her wares, so presently
Jack has a houtonaire, one for his
companion, and ahandful of beautiful
flowers n for the ladies.
This nuts him in mind—where are
the ladies, indeed ? The two seats
still remain vacant, and it is now near-
ly time. His reflections are suddenly
brought to an end, for the ladies have
arrived, both dressed in the regula-
tion Spanish style, and wearing the
veil down over their faces ; but this
will not be for long—when the toxo
rushes into the arena they will throw
back those gauzy screens in order to
see all.
Jack is introduced, and rises gallant-
ly, taking the gloved hand of each.
He notes that the senora is rather
plump, and about the figure one ex-
pects at forty, while her companion
seems to be a modern Hebe, .her out-
lines of ravishing contour, and Jack
somehow thinks that if her face cor-
responds with her figure she must be
what would be called in the rowdy
west "a stunner,"
He catches her name --Mercedes.
Somehow he has always fancied that
name, and there is something pe-
culiar about this meeting. What if
he, the cynical old bachelor, who has
mapped out a life of sybaritic com-
fort and ease for his future, has final-
ly met his fate, and at a bull -fight
too—the last place in all the wide
world he would think of looking for
the angel who might comfort him
through life.
He remembers receiving something
of a genuine thrill when he took the
senorita's little hand, and more than
once wishes Mercedes would raise her
veil, it is so tantalizing to see the
flash of wondrous eyes back of a
shimmer of gauze, and imagine beauty
that is just beyond the reach of one's
hand; but Tack has been well bred,
even if he has led a wild life as a
sportsman, and he knows he must pos-
sess his soul in patience a. little long-
er, when time will bring its revenge.
So he enters into conversationwith
the senorita. To his surprise and
gratification she speaks fair English,
with a peculiarity of eccent now and
then that charms him. Eagerly she
discusses each theme be advances, and
almost before he knows it Jack is ad-
mitting to himself that Mercedes is
a bright scholar.
Now and then Don Carlos joins in
with some remark, and finally speaks
of Jack having among his multitudin-
ous sports enjoyed participating in a
Mexican bull -fight. The ladies are in-
terested at once, and Mercedes, per-
haps thoughtlessly, declares that the
bulls in Mexico are not what they
are in Spain, where they are bred for
the purpose. Jack hushes a little un-
der? the thrust, but quietly says —
" The bulls we use out there are
running wild on the prairies—great,'
fierce brutes, full of fire. and ready
to charge Satan himself. I shall be
better able to judge of the respective
merits of the different breeds after 3
see your game here."
Then the conversation turns to the
people present, and Jack notices that
his companion seems to be interested
in the members of the Turkish em-
bassy, for her glance wanders that
way. A dim suspicion enters Jack's
mind that there may be a reason for
the scowl of the pasha, but before he
has time to fully turn this idea over
in his mind something occurs.
There is a grand burst of music, fol-
lowed by vivas from thousands of
throats, 'kerchiefs are waved, and
hands clapped, while the eyes of the
immense audience are fastened upon
the sawdust -strewn arena, empty nc
Ionger.
A number of gaudily attired men
have appeared in the court—some
mounted and others on foot—all nim-
ble looking fellows, who seem cap-
able of choosing instantly between e
bull's horns and the board fence. .4
number of them bear the scars of
previous battles, when the barrier was
too far away, or the torn too speedy,
but all are smiling and bowing now.
The chulos are the fellows who irri-
tate the bull. and divert his atten-
tion by scarlet cloaks when he is pur-
suing a companion too closely. Pica-
dors on the horses are armed with
lances, and the public expects them
to prick the bull in the flanks, show
dexterity in doing this, and avoiding
Ins terrible rushes, and be exceeding-
ly nimble at mounting the fence in
case the short horns rip up the body
of their steed. Then come banderii-
leros, ,whose duty it is to stir up the
fury of the tired bull, and goad him
to a state of frenzy, after which ap-
pears the executioner, the matador,
who is to finish the scene with a bril-
Iiant stroke from his sword, Ie is
the hero of the hour, while the mol:
has shouted itself hoarse up to this
time in laughter and, cheering, a
death -like silence always falls over the
who -le anaphitheator as the bold mata-
dor awaits the mad charge of the
furious brute.
All are present in a line, facing the
high functionary, who represents the
government, the captain -general of the
province. To him they must make,
their obeisance, and a proper inter-
change of civilities then takes place,
after which the 'official searches in his
pockets for the key of the torn,; where
the bulls are kept, and 'which he is
now expected to throw down to the a
attcncung aitquazil, who will at the
proper time let the first bull out.
Nerhile the captain -general: is thus
engaged, and fifteen thousand anxious
hearts await the feast that is soon to
glut their appetites, that singular Am-
erican,. Doctor Jack, spends his time
in scrutinizing' the famous matador,
whose name, if not as illustrious as
those of his old time predecessors
Montes, Romero, and Costillares, still
has a magic charm about it with the
populace, whose idol he has been up
to this hour.
The reason of this lies in the fact
that as yet Pedro Vasquez has never
met his match in the arena—no bull
has avoided his fatal thrust. When
that time comes—and it is liable to
arrive at any hour --this same fickle
audience that has shouted itself hoarse
in his honour many a time will turn
and rend him. He who lives by the
sword must die by the sword—the
plaudits of the multitude have been
Pedro's staff of life, and they will be
his doom.
Jack sees a remarkably lever figure
that challenges his admiration, for hea
is not the man to disparage a rival,
and vet there is a certain amount of
braggadocia in the strut of the mata-
dor he does not liken is a trait char-
acteristic of the Spanish character,
and can never be eradicated.
Somewhat to the surprise of the
American, Pedro nrasauez walks aver
to the fence, vaults it with the ease
of an a
ccomplished gymnast, and then
stands directly beneath the Turkish
pasha, who leans aver the railing,, and
enters into a warm conversation with
the matador.
Many eves are turned upon then as
the captain -general still fumbles in
his pockets for the missing key of the
toril, growing as red in the face as
a turkey cock, It, is evident that the
Turk and Pedro have met before,
Imagine Jack's Surprise when the
pasha, deliberately points directly at
hint, and the bull-flgliter, following the
Turk's outstretched finger, looks him
straight in the eves. The American
feels the blood mount into his face as
he sees a sneer upon the countenance
of the Oriental magnate, and realizes
that he has been pointed out to the
]lull -fighter, Then he grows cool
again—he is toq old a campaigner to
allow a little thing like thisto upset
his nerves in any way.
All the same, he keeps up a tre-
Mendous amount of thinking, and
wonders if it is the stare he gave the
pasha that has made an enemy out
of him. What is he saying to the
matador --wily does he point out the
American at all—will Vasquez publici-
lvarena challenge? him to a duel in the
Such wild thoughts as these fit
through his mind in an exceedingly
brief space of time, and he has come
to no conclusion with regard to the
matter when the impatient buzz of
the audience changes to a roar of sat-
isfaetion, for the captain -general has
at last found the obstinate key, and
tossed it to the alquazii. •
As the noise subsides, and every
Spectator settles back as comfortably
as the limited space will allow, the
blast of a trumpet is heard, which is
the signal for the entrance of the
toro, the hero of the hour.
Out comes a red bull with a rush.
The sudden change from the gloom of
the toril to the sunlight causes him
to stand still for a minute. Around
him are walls of bright colours,
streaming banners, and a sea of ex-
pectant faces—weird music fills the
air—no wonder Taurus is amazed.
Then he recovers, and is himself
again.
A daring chulo flaunts a red flag in
front of the bull, and bellowing with
rage the brute tears at the ground
with his ugly short horns, .throws the
dirt aloft, to the delight of the audi-
ence, and finally rushes at his tor-
mentors.
Then a picador jabs him with hie
lance in the flank, and draws the first
blood. The scene in the arena at this
moment is exciting, and very pictur-
esque, for the bull -•fighters all wear
richly embroidered vests, knee breech-
es, gaudy sashes, with silk stockings
and slippers, save the picadors, who
have their legs encased in sheet -iron
in order to secure them as well as
possible from the horns of the bull.
Around wheels the red bull, and af-
ter the picador like a flash. In vain
are bright coloured cloaks flaunted
before his eyes; the old fellow knows
what he wants, and means to get
there in a. hurry.
The horseman realizes his danger,
and tries his best to avoid it, but his
steed seem panic stricken at sight of
that lowered head, and does not obey
the bridle, simply rearing in his mad
fright.
This suits old toro exactly, and he
strikes the horse with terrific force,
hurling steed. and rider, against the
fence. A wild shout arises.
It is " Viva torn ! bravo tore !"
now, but soon the tide of public opin-
ion will change against the four -footed
hero of the hour.
Fortunately tale bull stops to tear
up the ground with his bloody horns,
and the dismounted picador clambers
over the barrier with a speed that is
ludicrous, to sax the least. His steed
has received the coup de grace, and
the rider soon appears mounted
afresh, but less daring than before.
Meanwhile the fun goes on,. and: one
can easily discover that it is rare
sport to the great majority of those
present. Many a foreign lady would
faint at the sight of a horse disem-
boweled by those terrible horns, or a
ehub • tossed among the spectators,
perhaps half killed, but these people
have been educated up to these things,
and even the most refined ladies seem
to enjoy them,
Each occurrence of this nature is
greeted with a storm of applause.
Why not, when they have come' for
Just this same thing ?
The red bull has begun well, but he
does not ', keep it un. The picadors
are mounted on better horses than
ordinary, and have little trouble in
avoiding- their enemy, while the foot-
men tantalize and badger him:
How mean it all seems. The bull
is the only brave creature in the
arena—all the rest run the moment
he fixes his eye on them, some leap-
ing the barrier at the slightest pro-
vocation. Jack's • sympathies are with
the torn, but he knows well the brave
nimal is doomed.
Finally the bull, seeing how his ene-
mies fly before hili, takes up his stand.
in the middle of the arena, and with
lowered bead awaits a new attack.
His flanks are covered with bloody
foam. for he has been wounded sever -
a1 times as well as ripping up a eouele
of horses himself.
The enemy gather. Taueus waits
in cunning', •sullen humour aurtil they
are close upon him, and then makes
an awful rush fora chulo to the left.
Alarmed, the , man flies for the bar-
rier, he seems to know nothing of the
tricks. a :cool-headed man might em-
ploy, such as leaping aside at the
Proper instant, bat thinks his only
chance to escape is in reaching the
barrier first. It is a fatal blunder for
the wretched ?hula.
Jack realizes it, and yet, strange to
say, does not feel much sympathy for
the coward, who could only flaunt a
red flag,' and then run if the bull wink-
ed at him.
(To be Continued.)
CHAMOIS GLOVES.
How the Skin is i'repxred---The Best way
to leash 'Them.
Fine chamois skin gloves are made of
sheepskin which is dressed with fish oil.
This c
es
1 makes a it
k retain its softness after
being washed. You often detect a fishy
smell about chamois gnlovesnarticularly
the yellow on°s,nd incteld of this being,
anobjection it is an advantage, for it is
proof that the skin has been properly
treated. The original shade of the skin is
a soft buff or what is called chamois
color. The best quality aro bleached in
the sun by 11 very tedious process. Thr
skins are first wet and teen hung on a
line to dry, just as you would hang out
an ordinary wash. When taken down
they are stiff and hard and are imme-
diately put through a staking process.
By that I mean that each skin is pulled
over a curved piece of iron made for the
purpose, until all of the stiffness disap-
pears. They are wet again and put
through the sante proness until perfectly
soft and pure white.
"It is impossible to buy a really excel-
lent chamois glove for less than one dol-
lar. The method of treatment shrinks
the leather, and the skins must be hair -
died by skilled laborer?. Both .of those
things make the glc,ves more expensive.
Sheepskin a yard square loses 25 per
cent. in the bleaching.
"The proper way to wash them is in
tepid water, taking care to use pier ty of
White soap. They can either be washed
on the hand or off, They should be
rinsed in strong tepid soap suds and not
inclear water, because that takes out
the oil and mikes the gloves hard. The
more they are washed the softer and
finer they become. They should never
be hung out, but rather premed out, and
thea they should be rolled in a dry
towel. Keep changing the towel until all
of the water is absorbed, and before the
gloves are thoroughly dry put them on
the hands,
"Chamois gloves have many advant-
ages. The skin is porous and is conse-
quently 0001 to the hand, and it is possi-
ble to Have a fresh lair every other day,
They wear well and look stylish with all
sorts of summer dresses. There is also a
glove of white chamois for wheeling and
golfing. Parisian women long ago
learned that the only glove practical for
outdoor sport is a glove that. will wash,
and so they adopted the white chatnois.
Our women are beginning to follow
their example. This style of outing
glove is made with an opening 14 in-
ches long at the end of the gusset be-
tween fingers, besides which it has three
rows of perforations in the palm. This
insures ret feat ventilation, and all who
.have tried them are delighted with
them."
How to Promote Congregational Siegler.
1. The congregation should stand when
they sing.
2. They should rise simultaneously
and promptly when. the organist has
reached the beginning of the last line.
8. They should stand in the usual
attitude of worship, facing the pulpit.
4. If the help of a choir of singers,
well disposed toward congregational
singing, can be secure3, they may be of
great service in leading the congregation.
But if the congragation are not led by a
choir, they should be led by a precentor.
5. The organ and the choir or precen-
tor Should be in front of the congrega
tion, near the pulpit, and on the same
level with the pews.
6. Children should be instructed in
singing, at home and in the schools, and
should be encouraged to sing with th.
congregation,
7. The greater part of the eongr^ga-
tion, male and female, should sing upon
the treble of the tones; it is indispens.
able that there be men's voices on this
part,
S. Let the hymns sad tunes that are
used be made familiar by frequent re-
hearsals, both in public and in families.
9. Use any given hymn always with
the same tune.
10. Use a book in which the hymn and
tune are upon one page.
11. Let the singing be in steady, uni-
form time from the 'beginning to the end
of the hymn, without any noticeable,
acceleration: or slackening.
12. Let there be no forced pauses for
the observance of punctuation, nor any
needless delay at the end of the lines.
18. Let there be no labored. effort aftei
"expression," by means of frequent and
sudden changes :from soft to loud and
the reverse, or by the swelling and taper-
ing of the voice, or by stuaied aooentu-
ation.
14. The connection, of the hymn should
not be broken by organ interludes, or
needless, long pauses.
15. Use tunes that aro strictly tonere-
gational in their structures But, until
these are learned, it may be advisable to
use such choir tunes, jud.iciouslyselected.
as are already famili tr:
A Model Youth.
Rev. Goodman—You are a very noble
little fellow,` Tommy. Now toll me what
deep, underlying principle prompted you
to forgive those wicked boys who called
yoti uely :a rets?
Tonony--•They was all bigger than me.
Brooklyn Life.
On tlae Beach.
She is as graceful as a deer.
Reminds me more of a she bare. Brook-
lyn Life.
Confusing..
Colonel Miss Nellie Ely of Tennessee-
or is 11 Mies Colonel Nellie Ely --is said to
be exceedingly popular with the other
members of the governor's staff. -Nes
York Tribune,
COCHINS.
Fine Birch For Winter Laying and Fur
Trble Use.
The Oochi
nsa�
re considered next e t t o
the Brahma class as meat breeds, being
but a pound lighter than the Light
Brahmas. The Buff variety is the most
bred, but the Partridge is a beautiful
bird, although difficult to secure in its
perfection. The colors are red and
brown. The head of the male in color is
bright red htackle, bright red or orange
red, with a distinct black stripe down
the center of each feather; saddle feath-
ers, same as Hackle; breast and body,
rich deep black; wing bows, red; pri-
maries, black on iuside web, with a bay
edging on the outside web; secondaries,
blaok on the inside web and rich bay on
the outside web, terminating with
greenish black at the end of each feath-
er; wing coverts, greenish black, form-
ing a well defined bar of that color
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PRIZE PARTRIDGE COCHIN I]EN.
across the wing when folded; tai], black;
sickles, coverts and lesser coverts, glossy
greenish black; the latter maybe edged
with red; thighs, black; shanks, yellow
and well covered with black or brown-
ish feathers, the middle toes being also
well feathered,
The female is the prettier of the two.
Her head is small and of a rich brown
plumage, with a stout, well ourved
beak, yellow in color, Her eyes are bay
and mild in expression. The head is
ornamented with a small single comb,
set perfectly straight upon the head and
bright red in Dolor. The wattles are
small, well rounded and fine in texture.
The ear lobes are well developed and
are also fine in texture.
His eueer Fowls.
According to a Lancaster (Ky.) spe-
cial, a prominent farmer named R. L.
Elkins has devoted several years to rais-
ing domestic fowls of different breeds
and bas now on band a few fowls which
are attracting attention. They are a
cross between the Minorca and a fowl
which was sent him by his friend
Colonel John Miller, now United States
consul at Falkland islands, which in
many respects resembles the parrot,
though not so clumsy,
The fowls weigh about three pounds,
have sharp claws, a long beak slightly
curved, large yellow eyes, a white crest,
dark green piumage and an intelligent
expression. They fly rapidly, and, al-
though domesticated, they have a tend-
ency to roam for hours at a time. He
calls them "minims" because of their
size. From the time they come from the
shell they are easily handled and are
fond of human society, always mani-
festing a disposition to imitate human
action and make articulate sounds ap-
proximating the language of the parrot.
They are nonsitters, but their eggs will
batch in 14 days. They will only roost
in trees or on the roof of a house. On
the approach of a stranger they make a
shrill clatter like the guinea fowl, and
when anything unusual is about to oc-
cur they make a loud noise which
sounds like the words "Look outl"
Their timely warning is invaluable in
many instances. If a dog or any other
animal ventures into their inclosure, he
meets with such a reception as to insure
a speedy departure, with no inclination
to return. The sharp curved beak and
sharp claws have inflicted many wounds
on intruders.
Some Good Crosses.
The following crosses are reoomm end •
ed by experienced breeders:
White Wyandotte cock with Light
Brahma hent for light roasters and
good winter layers.
Black Minorca with Black Langshan
for light roasters (where white meat is
no obJection) and grand winter layers.
White Leghorn with Light Brahma
for good layers and table carcasses.
Brown Leghorns with Partridge or
Buff Cochins for similar purposes.
Game with Partridge Cochin for su-
perior table
u-perior,table qualities.
Plymouth Rock with Langshan, or
vice versa, for heavy roasting fowls.
Houdan cock with any of the Ameri-
san or Asiatic hens for No, 1 broilers,
roasters or winter layers.
A. Good All Around Bird.
The Asiatics,'the Brahmas and Co -
chins are choice for meat for table pur-
poses,but are better bred in special
poultry yards than in the farmer's barn-
yard. They are too heavy and sluggish
for the farmer's use. The true Ameri-
can breeds, the varieties of the Plym-
outh Rocks, have proved themselves
among the best all around chickens.
which can be kept on the farm. They
are active, of a good size, and'' good lay-
ers, and very fair table meat.
Poultry Notes.
Buckwheat is a first class egg
Pro
dncer,
Geese and ducks should be full feath-
ered before killing.
If eggs are stored in a damp place,
they will soon taste musty.
Keeping fowls on a hard floor will
frequently cause swollen feet and legs.
At night before they go to roost is a
good time to give the fowls a little ex-
tra food.
When there is no cheek ingrowth,
the chickens will get over their feather -
big easily.
SMALL POULTRY HOUSE..
Something That Can Be Had alt a Nominal
Cost,'
Oftentimes the keeper of asmall hook
of hens does not feel that be can afford
an expensive house for his poultry. The
lumber for it might not cosh much,
but it might be necessary to have a car-
penter built it, which would materially
add to itscost, says a writer' in. Rural
New Yorker. This is frequently the
state of affairs in town, where the
chickens have to be kept in an inolo-
sure. In snob a place was recently seen
a poultry house which was simply an.
upright piano box. Such a box may fre-
quently be bought in town very cheap.
from some one who has no place to store
it, and if arranged as described will
make a desirable home for ten or a
dozen chickens with "the lord of the
flock." The box was set up on bricks,
two high, to allow a free circulation of
air under it in the summer. The up-
right front was fastened firmly to the
sides, after a hole was out at one side
to allowthe e :fowls free passage. Inside
laths were nailed over the cracks, and
in the fall the entire inside was sheathed
with building paper, making it warm
and oozy. The slanting front was ar-
ranged to work on hinges,, being binged;
to the upright front so that it could be
brought forward when raised. Inside
cleats were attached the width of a
window sash, and in this a sash was
fastened, arranged so as to slide under
the cover. The cover, by the way, was
sawed in half so that the part covering
the glass could be raised and the other
half remain closed. The expense of this
house was small, and the labor neces-
sary to put it in shape did not require
the services of a mechanic. Moreover,
the slope of the box was just right for
the glass front, and the whole made a
warm, light house. The nests were ar-
ranged so that they could be easily
reached by letting down the cover. In
the fall the space between the box and
ground was banked up with sod, which,
of course, added to the warmth of the
house.
• A Fine Table Fowl.
The Cornish Indian game stands to-
day as perhaps the best table fowl. No
domestic fowl in the world equals it
in this particular. Its only equal is
found in the American pheasant or
partridge. It is wonderful how so much
flesh can be, hid away under snob few
feathers. These fowls are compactly
built, closely feathered and of remark-
able weight for the appearance they pre-
sent to the eye. They possess a marvelous
development of breast, which is a solid
chunk of meat, stout thighs and a fine
rounded body, from which there is very-
little
erylittle waste in dressing. They are hardy,
vigorous and full of energy, but not
fighters, .as many people may think from
the name they have. They are as peace-
able as any of the larger breeds.
Of course the male will not allow any
intruders in his yard and will protect
his harem. He will not share it with
another male. Any vigorous male will
do the same. For early development
and broilers no breed equals the Cor-
nish Indian game.,Take the heaviest
breed we have—thlight Brahmas—
hatch them at the same time, and in
three months weigh them, The Indian
game will be found on top. While the
Brahma is patting on a lot of feathers
the little game's strength is going to
flesh. The Indian game will also pre-
sent the best appearance on the table—
very plump body and flesh of such fine
flavor. If you want a good supply of
eggs, give them a good range and throw
all the grain in litter, so they must
scratch for it. Make them rustle for all
they get if you want a good egg supply.
In fattening for market, give all the
corn they want. The result will be sur-
prising.
Money In Rare Fowls.
Elbert Bogart, who died recently in
Roslyn, N. Y., from a paralytic stroke,
was 86 years old and left a large,
estate. He was a bachelor without near
relatives, and speculation is rife as tea
how he disposed of his property. Mr.
Bogart, when 86 years old, received
$100 from his father as a start. He,
borrowed an additional $2,000 and,
purchased a farm. Eight years later he,
sold it for $8,000. Soon afterward he•
was said to be worth $50, 000. His farm,
was a profitable one. At one time be,
had more than 100 varieties of potatoes.
Then be turned his attention to rare,
poultry, and for eggs of choice breeds
he received as high as $100 each. This:
was when the finer varieties were not
so common. One of his $100 invest-
ments was for four silver lacedban-
tams imported from England. One of
therm died on the way over. No. 2
lived to lay one egg on Long Island,
and then died. No. 3 was a banner
fowl and started out by laying 15 eggs,
then, after a rest, laid 15 more, when
she died. Of the 80 eggs, 25 produced
'valuable stock, and 14 - pairs of chicks
sold for $25 each.
A Common Mistake.
Here is a plea for thoroughbreds that
will be taken for what it is worth. It
was taken from The New England
Farmer and will be generally indorsed
by the fat:cier:
"Ontcf the millions of crossbred ands
mongrel cliicku, ;i raised each year in
this country, peebably not a half dozens
have, ever beet: worth perpetuating, and.
the list might be reduced to two as the,
only ones that have ever attained. any-
popularity—the
nypopularity—the Plymouth looks al) ft
the Wyandottes.
'In each of these every cross that was
made was made by intelligent and ex- '
perienoed' breeders, who, having adefi-
nite idea of what they desired, carefully
considered: not only the breeds to be
used, but the distinct strain ofthe breed,
and having 'attained near their ideal in
form and feather it yet took yearsmore
of as careful inbreeding and of weeding-
out
eedingoutof the poorer specimens and all that
showed a tendency to revert to some
one of the original breeds to fix the type
so that it could be relied upon as fixed
to breed true in form, size and feather."