. THE SI7XPAY OREGOXIAX. PORTLAXD. APRIL 4, 1909.
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SAVED BY A GRAY WOLF
BT ERNEST Q ARNOLD.
THE menu formidable animal in the
liland of Newfoundland 60 or 70
year ago was the wolf, though,
thanks to the energy of the government
in offering rewards for ita capture. It has
since been nearly, if not wholly, exter
minated. In 1842 extraordinary talcs were 'told
f huge wolf which ranged about near
tt. Johns and at the head of Conception
Bay, defying every effort made to cap
ture him. Ho had killed some sheep and
goats, and. it wi said, even children.
Traps were set for him: parties of fish
ermen, stimulated by the government re
ward, went out hunting for him, but all
to no purpose; and, as if emboldened by
their want of success, he would appear
suddenly at a village in daylight and
carry oft small animals, close to the
doors of the "tilt" or hut.
At last matters grew ao bad that Mas
ter Lupus inaugurated a reign of terror.
The Inhabitants of certain Ashing sta
tions durst not stir abroad after night
fall, and In many places prayers were of
fered up for his doom. Matters having
coma to this crisis, a Lieutenant Wtlmer.
than on a visit to 6t. Johns, and several
other men of his acquaintance formed a
Prty to hunt the animal down.
Having arrived on the scene of exploits,
they tracked him on the snow for eight
miles, and at length came up with him
at Turk s Out, near Brigus.
r Ha was observed by them crouched In
little thicket of bushes, opposite the
door of a hut Inhabited by a poor widow.
When discovered he was about 20 feet
from the hut, looking Intently at some
sheep which were in a shed attached to
tha hut, waiting, apparently, for them
to come out to spring upon them.
Finding himself observed by the hunt
ers, he got up and made ofT. running
very fast, wlrh a sort of limping spring
in his gait. As soon as he broke from
cover the. men pursued him. One fired
and knocked him down, but he Imme
diately recovered and continued his flight.
Another then fired, apparently breaking
one of his legs.
The wolf, however, still endeavored to
scramble off. hauling himself along on
i ne snow with great difficulty. Another
snot proved too much for him. and he
rolled over.
The animal had made no cry nor any
resistance, simply endeavoring to run
noni me nunters. not even growling
n-ii biiucr ny ine snot.
He was a noble specimen of his race,
his color being like that of the silver
gray fox. and remarkably handsome.
From nose to tail he measured five feet
the total length being six feet nix
Inches, with a height of two feet nine
inches.
t.reat. indeed, was tha satisfaction of
l "timers in rapturing "the terror" so
easily; and here his adventures ought to
ue cnoea. But. as the sequel will
prove, they bad but begun.
As one of the men was about to dis
patch said Wolf, Lieutenant Wilmer in-
t-iposea ana suggested that, since he
nm not appear to be mortally wounded,
he should he taken alive and exhibited.
One of the bullets had traversed part of
his Pkull. stunning him.
This suggestion was acted upon: an
empty molasses barrel was procured and
rolled to the spot, into which they shoved j
him. covering the front up with strong
bands of hoop Iron. In this durance
vile ha was carried to the town of St.
John's, where, a more substantial resi
dence having been built for him. he was
exhibited to the admiring townspeople
at so much a head.
For a time the Investment proved prof
itable; but. curiosity being satisfied, the
wolf's cost speedily became a burden,
for It took no small amount of raw meat
to satisfy his diurnal appetite.
Tt was resolved to kill him and have
him stuffed, but Lieutenant Wilmer in
terposed ones more to save his life. He
offered to buy him. having conceived
the Idea of making him a present to his
regiment, which he was about to rejoin,
for a regimental pet. This was accord
ingly carried Into effect, and behold. Mr.
Wolf leaving his country "for his coun
try's good." with the prospect of never
again setting foo on his native heath.
In the following October detachments
of Lieutenant Wilmer's regiment and
their families, with a few belonging to
other corps In Canada, embarked on
hoard the ship Harpooner at Quebec,
bound for England. With them was the
new pet of the regiment, who was In
closed In a strong Iron cage on the hurri
cane deck. Like most other animals,
he did not enjoy a first voyage, and
every trace of fierceness was effectually
taken out of him by the rolling of the
slil p.
On arriving in the Gulf of St. Law
rence the weather proved boisterous and
the wind contrary. Not a sight of land
nor an observation of the sun could be
depended upon for several days. The
following Sunday evening, at 9 o'clock,
the second mate on watch called out.
"The ship's aground!" at which time she
struck on the outermost rock of St.
Shotts. In the inland of Newfoundland,
and soon thereafter fell over on her Kir
board beam ends.
In this situation everyone became ter
rified : the suddenness of the sea rushing
In carried away the boats, and death
speedily stared everyone In the face.
When daylight came two men got on
a floating spar and heroically attempted
time and again to get to land with a
line. But as often as they tried they
were beaten back by the surf.
Suddenly It occurred to Lieutenant
timer that there was a possibility of
inn woir reaching the land. Quickly a
line was fastened round the wolf's neck
snd he was dragged out. After some
exertion the crew contrived to Jerk him
into tne sea.
L'.'utenant Wilmer. who was an ex
cellent swimmer, jumped into the water
n the same time, and by holding the
line managed to keep with him.
Tt :s impossible to describe the sensa
tions which were excited at seeing their
i fTortr to gain the land. This huge brute,
whose mission had been to kill and de
lro. was now turning Into an Instru
ment of salvation. Many a silent, fer
vent prayer arose for the success of the
voting officer and the heast by his side.
At lust they disappeared in the surf. The
suppense of those on board was terrible,
but it aji only for a few moments.
Hurrah: A faint cheer. The line Is
hauled In. A stronger rope is attached
and sent out. This is secured, and pres
ently half a dosen commit themselves
to the deep and get safely to land. Af
ter this, by means of placing the women
and children in slings, they were got
ashore.
But. alas, when 40 souls had gained
the land the rope, by constant work and
swinging across the sharp rock, was sev
ered. From that hour those on board
abandoned hope, and when the ship
broke up SoO souls perished.
The survivors landed on a rock about
100 feet above the water. It was found
tirtfoaslb!e to get to the mainland un
til next morning at ebb tide, and all
that melancholy day and night they had
to remain on top of this rock, without
shelter, food or nourishment, exposed to
the fury of the storm.
It was observed that all through the
night and following day the wolf never
moved from a position to which he had
crawled after' being released from the
rope, except to turn from aide to side,
while giving utterance , to the most
plaintive and distressing crjes. The sur
vivors had not the means, if inriaxut th
had the heart to kill him.
When the party had been removed, one
Many a silent feont prayerrpje
OLD JACKSON'S MONEY
CHAPTER TX.
IN JAIL AND OUT AGAIN.
N
OW, my boy," began the stranger
who had been admitted to see
Tommy Clark in .his cell In the
county jail. "I'want to tell you that Con
stable Stevens has made a great fool of
himself In arresting you, and that I
shall have you out of this in a day or
two. Don't be afraid of me. I am your
friend. I am the state detective at the
Auburn State Prison, and I am jifter a
prisoner that escaped a few daye ago. I
believe that prisoner choked old Jackson
to death. They told me a lot of things
at Glenwood, but I want to hear all
about it from your own lips."
Tommy believed in the man from the
first and was willing to talk. He told his
own history first and then brought the
story down to the night of the murder.
When he gave the words the old man
had used about having a brother In prison
and thinking he was dead, the detective
smiled and said:
"Now, we are getting close to It. He
did have a brother in our prison, and it
was hla brother who escaped. I have
been on his track, ever since the first
hour he got away. The man was sent
up for life. Go ahead."
Tommy gave him further particulars,
as I have given them to you In advance,
and when he had finished the officer
ceased to write in his note-book and said:
"There Isn't a doubt In my mind that
the, red-whiskered man was Henry Jack
son, the man I'm after, but I want to
be more than sure. He was in disguise,
but you have given a fair description of
him. Did you take particular notice of
his hands?"
"Of only one hand, sir." replied Tommy.
'That was the hand tfiat rested on the
back of a chair when he told me to get
out. The little finger was gone at the
first joint. I was goine to tell Constable
Stevens so. but he arrested me."
"He's my man for sure! He lost that
part of his finger In the machinery sev
eral years ago. The whole case Is as
plain as the nose on your face, and we'll
show Stevens up to be the biggest fool in
the state. The fellow escapes from prison.
He has friends on the outside who pro
cure him clothes and red whiskers. He
wants money to help him lean's the
country and he visits his brother, who
was old Jacksor!. He eneaks into the
house in the afternoon when you are at
school, but-not getting any money he
says he will return in the evening.
"The old man Is afraid of him and
l carries his money box out and hides it
in the old bam. That is where we shall
find it. The convict comes back, sends
you away and renews his demands for
money. Old Jackson refuses to come
down and he chokes him to death and
searches the house for himself. He gets
nothing, and was probably half a mile
away when you got back with the cow
ardly constable."
"And he went away on horseback?"
added Tommy.
"No. I don't think so. He told about
the horse as an excuse to get rid of you.
He would hardly run the risk of stealing
a horse, knowing that he would be fol
lowed for that, too. No. he went away
on foot, and I shall telephone and tele
graph everywhere, and have no doubt of
picking him up in a day or two. He
can't go far without money. Take the
whole case, and It's so easy that a boy
10 years old could unravel It. I never
heard of such a fool as that constable."
"But when am I to get out of Jalir
asked Tommy, who was now full of
courage.
'Tomorrow. You will be arraigned In
court for examination, but I shall have
a lawyer there to look out for your case,
and be there myself. .Don't you have
any fear, and meanwhile don't talk to
anyone. I'm now going back to Glen
wood to search the old barn for the
money box."
The next morning at In o'clock, when
Tommy Clark was arraigned In court,
there was such a crowd that not all could
get Into the room. Constable Stevens
of the rescuing fishermen, prompted by
curiosity, went toward the wolf, and,
seeing him motionless, turned him over.
He was quite dead. A large wound,
probably received from some jagged rock
as he swam ashore, had killed him.
(Copyright, 1909, by the Associated Lit
erary Press.)
had told his story so often and so 'well
that nine out of ten of the spectators
said that the boy must be Kuiltv and
that he must also be a hardened young
ruffian to commit such n crimp Th.iu
looked to see him remanded back to jail
and be tried at a higher court, but there
were some surprises awaiting them.
In the first place, the doctor who had
examined the body said that the finger
prints on the throat had been made by
the large, strong fingers of a man. Then
the prison detective exhibited a red beard
that had been picked hd near- the bouse '
Then came the money box that had been
round buried In the soil under the old
barn. The case against Tommy Clark
fell away until nothing was left of it.
and the Justice of the Peace discharged
tne Doy rrom custody and severely crit
icised Constable Stevens for his actions.
I cannot refrain from add ins- that thoutrh
the constable tried at once to Bneak out
of town, he was, held in a crowd and
bombarded with bad eggs, and that the
people In Glenwood made so much fun
of him that he soon resigned his office
and moved away.
I haven t told you of the "biggest sur
prise of all. because it really had nothtng
to do with setting Tommy free. Unknown
to the boy. and weeks before the murder.
aid man Jackson had made his will and
left everything to Tommy. The will had
been drawn by a lawyer and duly wit
nessed, and could not be broken. In ' It
the old man said that he had no blood
relatlonstlllving. and this wa proof that
he thought hla convict brother dead.
What was the value of that will te
Tommy? Well. I can, give you the exact
figures, for I have had the paper In my
hand. People had credited Old Man Jack
son with being- worth, at least $50,000,- but
he' was really worth twice as much. He
had real estate elsewhere that they knew
nothing about. Yes. It. was true that a
big fortune had been left to a lad that
was a pauper in a poorhouse only a few
months before, and when this fact came
out Tommy Clark was picked up off -his
feet and carried through .the streets on
the shoulders of a man, while a hundred
others followed after, and hurrahed, for
his luck. I own up that I was one of the
hurrahers. I always like to see a boy
come out right end up.
(To he continued.)
A Parrot jpank.
Three or four years ago a parrot be
longing to an old woman In Chester,
England, made such a nuisance of herself
that some one poisoned her. The old
woman had the dead bird stuffed and
placed on a perch in the house. A few
weeks ago she died of old age, and every
thing In her house was sold at auction.
The stuffed parrot was bought by a boy
for a sixpence,, and when he got it home
he found about $4000 in It. The old worn a
had used the dead bird for a bank. There
Is a suit against the boy's father to re
cover the money, but it is believed he will
be allowed to keep it.
A Few Rats.
Iast Fall it became known that an old
sugar-house on a Louisiana plantation
sheltered hundreds of big rats, and a lad
named William Dover got some traps and
went to work. A fur dealer offered him a
nickel apiece for the pelt of every rat he
could catch, and up to the last of January
tne boy had caught 2135 of the varmints
He scattered sunflower seeds ardund the
place and the rats came from buildings
three miles away. It is estimated that
every rat on a farm does $J0 damage in
the course of a year.
-If Only Father Had Been Raised by Me.
Oliver Huston In the Mtdntpht Doufhnut
Sometime when I am flatly broke.
And load my old brown pipe and smoke,
I dream day dreams, sublimely fair.
And build big r&stles in tha a.lr
"Tis then I think how great 'twould be
It only father had been raised by ma!
If I had brought my father up
He would not fly off In a huff
About the extravagance of boys.
When I sua ares ted that he send
Ma five . . He'd write, "Why, here, take
ten.
Instead of saying; I should eee
The need of more economy.
If raising: dad had been my task
He would not wait until I ask
For extra coin. He'd come to ma
And pungie freely, cheerfully.
Tea. as I've hinted at before-
If raising dad had been my chore
Ha'd say: "Don't overstrain your mind:
Don't work except when you're inclined,
msieaa ox inintcing i enouia toll
For "A'e." and burn the midnight oil.
My pipe goes out. alas! I realise
It's little use to theorise
When one's dead broke without a cent-
Tne last dime gone for "books', and "renr;
ah outii mot; iiu Krcm iwouiQ DO
xr oniy iatner naa been raised by me!
STj HE Island of Dreams we may visit to-night;
Hill We'll start just the moment they put out the lig
There grows on this island a wonderful tree
All filled with bright dreams, dear, for you and for me$
There's every new'toy-you may choose for yourself,
And take enough with you to filf a large shelf.
Dolls, hoops, roller skates, and big Teddy bears too.
With every fierce animal found in the Zoo.
There's balls, hockey sticksand red automobiles,
Express carts with horses, and two or three wheels.
With games, magic lanterns and books full, of mirth
To gladden the heart of each child upon earth.
Besides there are dreams filled with candy it seems
Sweet fudge and soft gumdrops and fresh chocolate ! cream
Scotch kisses and lollypops hang from the same.
And ready for walking a peppermint cane.
Then there is a fruit dream grapes, apple and pear.
And such immense oranges my I but you'll stare;
Bananas and peaches, with strawberries sweet.
And all you need do is to pluck them and eat.
The last are the cake dreams eclairs and fruit tarts,'
Napoleons filled' with whipped crear and the hearts
And diamonds of pastry, and dear little pies,
Near gingerbread ladies with cloves for their eyes. '
So bury your head in the pillow that's right
We'll start iust the moment they jaut out the lishx.
PIRATES
BT DAVID KER.
HEN 1 was a boy I used to be
just craxy about pirates. Kext
to being a pirate myself which
V
I thought would be the finest thing in the
wnole world), 1 always longed to meet
with one; and whether the nobl hue-
caneer would be more likely to make me
his first lieutenant or to tie a cannon ball
to my leg and pitch me overboard,' I
never troubled my head to think.
My folks lived close to the seashore,
as you know, and about as far from our
house as it Is to the tennis courts there's
an old ruined tower all covered with Ivy,
standing on the top of a high cliff ' over
looking the sea.' My uncle. Professor Dry-as-dust
(who seems to know all about
every ruin that was ever built), says it
was a regular big fort once, and "that
this tower's all that is left of It; but the
people of the coast all call It the Pirate's
Tower. But why they call tt that none
of them seemed to have a notion Just
use tnogR ootnenng country chaps, who
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TOWER AT NIGHT
always break down at the best part of a
story, and tell you everything except Just
the very thing that you want to know.
Well, one evening I'd been reading all
about old Morgan. - the buccaneer how
he and his men worked their way across
the Isthmus of Panama, wading 'through
the swamps waist deep in mud, and
hacking their way through the thorn
thickets, and eating their shoes and
leather pouches for food and how a
whole -Jot of them died of fever, and a
lot more got stung to death by snakes,
and a lot more were gobbled up by alli
gators, and a lot more sank Into the mud
and wera choked, and all sorts of fun
like that! And then; when they got to the
other side they found the Spanish soldiers
all ready for them, and had a hard fight,
and stormed the town, and beat the
Spaniards out of It slapban'g. and seized
a million or more In hard cash, and an
awful lot of Jewels as well.
A tiptop yarn it was. and it made me
feel so excited that I couldn't have gone
to sleep if I'd been paid for it. First I
lay on my left aide, and then I lay on my
right side; then 1 lay flat on my back;
then I lay on my face with my heels up
In tha air; then, by way of a change. I
put my. feet where my head ought to be.
But it wasnf a bit of use. The more I
tried lo sleep, the more I couldn't do it;
so. at last, in sheer despair, I got up and
went to the open window.
It, was a fine, fresh night, nice and
cool, after the heat of the day. The
moon was Just rising, and tha Pirate's
Tower- stood out against the sky as black
as a boot; but as I looked at it I saw
something all of a sudden that fairly
brought my heart Into my mouth.
LAST Spring the poultry fraternity of
this country was much excited by
the reported sale of a breeding pen
of five white Orpington fowls by Krnest
Kellerwtrass to Madame Paderewskl for
17500. the world's record high price for
fowls.
But if 'this news was startling, even
more so was the report that the same
purchaser had offered ISO00 for another
hen. the mother of the fiSOO birds, and
that it had been refused.
The latter report was incorrect, but the
seller admits that Madame Paderewekl
offered him J2500 for this hen, but he de
clined to part with her, partly for senti
mental reasons and partly because he
"didn't need the money."
There were not lacking many doubting
Thomases who affected to believe that
this was a sale with some strings to It.
all for effect, and that the birds never
would be shipped: but Mr. Kellerstrass
has made public the correspondence, says J
Country Life in America, Madame Pader
ewekl in an interview confirmed the re
port, and there is no room for doubt that
It was a genuine sale for keeps, and that
Mr. Kellerstrass received real money for
the birds. The latter were shipped to
Madame Paderewski at her place In
Switzerland and were insured before
hipping at the selling price.
The J2600 hen Peggy, which has been
scored at 97 points out of a possible
100. has been called the 10.000 hen. a sum
equaling the price offered for her, plue
the selling price of fiva of her progeny.
She has been exhibited at a" number of
shows as a special feature, from $50 to
J600 a week being usually received for
such exhibition. She is of the strain or
iginated by Mr. Kellerstrass. which he
named Crystal White, because of the
purity of the color for which lie was
striving and which he has evidently ob
tained. He claims also that he has In
this strain the heavy laying quality
sought by business poultrymen.
In the Spring of 1904 the interest of
poultry fanciers was much aroused by
reports of a sale of rose comb black
Minorcas by George H. Northrup at unheard-of
prices. Many were skeptical,
buc Investigation convinced poultry fan
ciers and editora of Its genuineness.
The facts were that a prominent Ger-ros-a
fancier had been In correspondence
No Longer Humble Hen
There was a light in the ton window
of the tower!
I rubbed mv eves thinking that m..-h
I'd only fancied It. But no! there was
the light as plain as print: and. what
more, it seemed to be moving backward
and forward, as if somebody was carry- :
ins a tamp aoout.
I don't know how I cnt mv cinth :
but I must have got them on somehow, '
for the next thing I remember Ms rinding
ouisiae me nouse. running full
tilt along the path that led to the tower. .
But before I got there I- had thouaht
out what I meant to do. I knew that
nobody but a pirate would he in ih.
tower at that time of night-, for all the
country folks thought it was haunted.;
and wouldn't go near it after dark at
any price.
If it were a pirate ho was most likely
unearthing the treasure that was said to
be buried there In which n. ,
wouldn't thank me much for disturbing
mm in tne middle of the operation. So I-
oecmea to go cautiously to work, and to
climb up the outside of the tower by the
ivy (as I had done often ennu.h in tha
daytime), and see what Mr. Pirate was-1
about. I got up to the lighted window
at last, and there I did see a-sight, and.
no mistake!
Within a yard of me stood a savage-4
looking fellow with a grayish-black; j
Deara. wnose looks I didn't like at all.
and I liked still less the two big pistols
In his belt, and a huge rullass that hung
at his aide. He had set his lantern on
the floor, and was working away with a
rusty Iron bar twhlch seemed to have I
fallen, from the crating of the window).!
to dig out a huge atone in the opposite .
wall. .
When I saw that, my heart, began to i
thump like a hammer, for ( knew in ti
moment that this must be wi.era the
treasure was hidden, and that he was,
going to dig It out. Like a fool. I leaned
forward as far as I could the fellow's'
back being turned) to watch him at It.
and. Just as you might expect. I over-
balanced myself and rolled, down rumble-tumble
Into the room! .
The pirate Jumped up like " wildcat,
and before I could give a squeak he had i
me by the throat with one hand, while :
he drew a pistol from his belt with the
other.
Then I thought it was all up. and shut
my eyes, but the next moment my black-
bearded friend put his pistol hack again,
muttering. "Won't do; It would make too
much noise."
Then he held his lantern up to my. face
and asked me roughly who I was and
what I wanted there.
I told him; as shortly and plainly as I
'could, for. now that I had got my wish
ana nad aatually met a real- pirate, 1
found him so little to my taste that mv
only thought was to get away from him
again as quickly as posKihlc. But I have
discovered that this was easier said than
done.
"Well." said he. when I had finished,
"all that may be true enouKh. but it don't
make any difference. You've found out
my secret, and you've got "fo die; but
you may as well know all about It before
I do your business, for you'll never have
the chance to tell any tales. In this
tower, years ago. I hid my share of the
plunder which my comrades and I got
from a rich homeward-bnund Indlaman
that we fell In with off Cape Flnlstei-re.
"Directly after that we started on a
cruise around the West Indies and the
Uulf of Mexico, and I caught a fever there
that came within an Inch of settling me
outright. When I got well again which
wasnt' for a good many months) I found
that I had clean forgotten where tha
treasure was hid. I could Just remember
that I had some money somewhere, but
the name of the place was wiped out like
a chalk-mark on a swabhed plank.
"At last. Just the other day. when I'd
quite given up the hoard for Inst, a man
from these parts Joined our crew, and the
minute I heard him talk of the Pirate's
Tower, I recollected that that was the
place I wanted. So here I am to reclaim
my treasure, and, as you're' the only liv
ing soul that knows the secret of it ex
cept myself, you must die!"
So saying, he stamped with all his
might upon the crumbling pavement on
which I stood. It gnve way beneath my
feet with-a tremendous crash, and down
I went helplessly Into the cold, dark sea!
- m
"Hello, prod! what ynu yelling for?'
asked the voice of my brother Joe. who
slept In the same room with me.
And. sure enough (would you believe
It?) I'd Just been dreaming all the while;
but I can tell you I was real glad that it
was only a dream, after all.
(Copyright, 1900. by the Associated Lit
erary Press.)
with Mr. Northrup over a purchase of
some breeding stock. The final outcome
was the sale of IS birds for JWO. one of
the largest sales of pure bred poultry In
the country up to that time, the highest
price for a bird and the highest price for
a breeding pen. One cock bird sold for
1000 and a breeding pen of five birds
for J1000.
Just a year or two further back at
the Boston show a buff Rock corkerel
was sold for 1300, a price at that time
which was said to be unprecedented.
While the above instances are prob
ably the extremes In high prices for
birds in this country, many snles have
been made at prices regarded by tha
ordinary poultryman as extreme. Hun
dreds of them reach three figures for
single birds, while thousands are sold
at prices equalling or exceeding the
X'alue of the ordinary farm cow.
The rapid advance in the price of
fancy poultry t astonishing. I". R.
Fishel tells of buying in the early 'SOs
a male to head his pen of brown Leg
horns for J3. then considered a large
price for a chicken. Several years later
tt was said of the White Hocks, then as
now a popular breed, that good speci
mens never exceeded $2!i.
Yet Mr. Flshel tells of Belling a cock
bird for $500 and refusing 110U0 for a
first prize cock bird in 3906. At the
same time he sold the second prize
cock for tSOO. the fourth and fifth prize
cocks for 500. and the four hens in
the second prize breeding pen for 5450
a total of $1750 for seven birds. This
is certainly a great advance in a score
of years, and these high prices are not
confined to any one locality or -breed.
For eggs for hatching prices have
advanced proportionately. The old
farmer who sent his boy with a setting
of eggs from hla barnyard scrubs which
he wished to exchange with his fancier
neighbor for a setting from "them new
chickens of his'n" would likely have a
brainstorm over" some of the prices
charged and received in these modern
days. The price of $2 or $.1 a setting
Is now very ordinary.
Many breeders charge $10 a setting
for eggs from their best hens, some $20
and even higher prices, while Mr. Kel
lerstrass says that he couldn't fill more
than 60 per cent of his orders last
Spring at $10, $20. $30 and $45 a setting.
Of course if birds are worth and will
sell at such high prices the eggs that
will In the ordinary course of feathered
events produce similar birds should also
bring good prices. ,