Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1879-06-29

each other, and shouting through their
ridiculous horns, ''Turn-on-the-w
Phoenix Hoo Sc!
THE POULTRY SHOW.
They were two forlorn chickens that
landed at the foot of the garden, where
the river ran, fast wedged in a cake Of
ice, with hardly any feathers, and with
both feet frozen. Marcia took them in
and wrapped their poor claws in oil and
wool, and fed them in a basket, and gave
them the air fine days by walking
abroad with the basket IN her arm, till,
as she went by, the neighbors were wont
to speak of her as the poultry show.
But Marcia was sublimely Indifferent
to neighbors considering that they existed
only Tor the purpose OF NoorrowlnS ana
being much more fond of dumb animals
than humanity, going about half the time
followed by her pets-a bird in her hair,
a parrot on her finger, cats purring round
her feet, and dogs bounding in her path.
She heartily agreed with somebody who
says q dog is a perpetual baby in the
house, never growing up and never tell
ing tales Of course her brothers and
her superior elder sisters, and all her
cousins and their confidential friends,
thought Marcia's last fancy was the worst
of all. "Those ridiculous chickens,' was
becoming family watch-word. But
their condition on that cake of ice, as they
hoated farther and farther away from the
! barn-yard that was home, rather touched
Marcia's heart, and she would have given
them her own breakfast, and would have
gone without every day herself, rather
than not have fed them. Although the
means at home were limited, still they
We're not so much so that the chickens
needed to 60 unfed; but the fact of Mar
cia's temper getting fired early in the
affair, although she said nothing, deter
mined her to make those chickens pay for
what they had; and when one day, she
brought in a dozen great pearley eggs and
laid them in triumph on her mother lap,
she felt that she had said a great deal.
But, those eggs bestowed, she allowed
her mother no more. Great ideas had
entered her head. She came home one
day from long walk with black Span
ish in her arms, for which she had con-
tracted debt to be paid in her Houdin
eggs. When, some six weeks afterward,
a dozen curious little gallinaceous speci-
mems were running about the yard,
Marcia watched them with intense curl
osity, and for weeks, if not months, to
come, seemed to be holding her breath.
Not an egg of her Houdin hens, however,
did she allow to be taken for pudding OF
cake: one baskctful of them went to buy
ing a pair of young brown Leghorns, an
other basketful was found to have pur-
chasing power equal to securing pair of
white bantams, and then the Houdin hen,
whose inclinations had been seriously
tempered with, insisted upon raising a
family of her own. But Marcia felt we'll
equipped, and she sadded only some pa
tience to her stock in trade just then
At four months old her brown Leghorn
pullet laid an egg, and on that same day
she brought one of her twelve chickens
into the house in a rapture-it was "a
black chicken with huge white top.
, | knot.
"My fortunes nader said Marcia
! ''There are no fowl like these in all this
part Of the country. It's black Poland
I read about them in the library book
~ declare, Marcia moaned her moth
er, II believe you're insane about these
miserable birds. You have no time OF
, thought for any thing else. And here is
y all your music going to waste"
elbow many years have / been taking
r lessons, mammal
t elbow many years? Ever since yor
T We're born, I was going to say
n "And can't play page without IN,
r notes, nor then SO that the compose
wouldn't run away if he heard me. s.
what is the use? Now have found JUS
what I'm fit for. If 1 only had some sor
Of carpenters skill
"Well, l should like to know what yol
II want that for in taking care of hens,
3 said Bessie.
y ''Ishould think it would be of about a
l. much use as embroidery said Emily.
IS marcia always was so impracticable!'
g sighed her mother.
l. 'What is it you want to 60, Marcia?'
e asked Philip-Tom's classmate, wh'
c spent half his time at the place.
e ':Just to make boxes and roosts ant
d hutches for my hens, so as to keep then
q wholesome and happy, you. know
:: "Wholesome and happy!' said he
Y mother.
e "Why, yes, mamma said Bessie. g
e should think there was really sense il
IT that, if there is any sense IN having tn
It things at ALL If their water is clean
o they'll drink more, and it rytlling i
l. to their hen-mind, of course they'll la
l. more"
J. "What absurdity, Bessn'
l. "No indeed, mama," exclaimed Mar
a cia impetuously. 'You don't know hoy
d human they ale. You see the lords ant
+ masters lighting for supremacy; see tn
d hens all picking on the one that has al
= infrmity see the old-maid aunts-'
'The what?"
e "Really, now, you remember those tw
IT common sitting hens I bought to hatc1
e out some of the top-knot eggs? And on
IS brought out brood, and the other los
7, all hers? Well, the one that lost her
IS tries with all her might to be mother t
:. the other hens chickens. She scratche
II for them and clucks to them all da
is long, gives them the morsel instead Q
=" taking it herself, will get them under he
IS wings when the real mother isn't look
?, Ing, and the real mother doesn't seem t
e care at all; and at night, evidently feel
d ing idreadfully because they will 60 I'm
n der their mothers wings, then in the ban
d rel, instead Of going to roost with tn
e other hens. Now isn't that just like a
o old-maid aunt and the idle, indifercn
It mama who lies on the sofa and read
4, novels, and lets her sister take care {
e the ba5ies2'
r IL never heard such talk, Marcia, nc
q saw a nersOn with such low tastes