The news and herald. (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1877-1900, 1895-03-28
A WONDERFUL GoBBLER,
The Pou1tryman Expected Him t
Keep Growing After Death.

The Pou1tryman Expected Him to
Keep Growing After Death.
"Talkin' about turkeys" observed the
farmer TO the produce man the other
day, I'VE raised one year ago that
probably never had his equal in size
md weight in the history Of the world" !"
The produce man looked incredulous,
but the farmer went on without notic
lng 1t:
"When that turkey was hatched he
was no bigger than the rest Of the
brood, but two days later he weighed
Ave pounds and was sprouting tail
feathers. The end Of the first week
out Of the shell saw him a full-fedged
bird Of trife more than ten pounds
and still he grew"
The produce man smiled indulgently
achoing the farmers words!
"And still he grew"
"Yes, Stree; I never saw anything
like it. He was two weeks old to the
day when he tipped the beam at thir-
ty-hve pounds, and he only seemed TO
have fairly started, for"
Yes, know" slowly observed the
produce man, "for still he grew
Crew Well, should say so! :
week later he had put up another fif-
teen pounds without impairin' his ae
uvity or seemin' to mind it In the least
He picked up his corn as lively as ever
and still he grew"
There was sickly smile on the prod
uce mans face, but he made no re-
ozark.
1--WE bgssa ts wonder where it wax
soin' to STOP" wess % the farmer, "for
about this time his appetite, which had
always beer extraordinary, began to
utck up at an alarmin' rate, and We
knew he'd just about got his second
wind, which meant putin On weight
moro rapidly than ever. 1t took him
lust ten days to put up another twenty
Ave pounds"
THAT makes seventy-dve," gaspet
the produce man.
"Kerrect, and still he grew"
"And still he grew" sighed the prob
ace man.
81 suppose he was something lik.
eight weeks old when he reached the
1OU-pound mark, and quit walking
about" continued the farmer.
"But he still grew?" anxiousiy put II
the produce man.
"Never let up for minute" was tn
assuring reply. eve became a little
anxious about him ut this time, Oh ac-
count Of the henhouse, which we coala
see would soon be too small for HIN t"
stand up in. Finally. we decided TO
transfer him to the barn, but we had
been a little slow in comm to decis-
ion. for when we went to remove hin
he had grown too big to 20 through the
henhouse door, and we had to rake ont
the whole front Of the building tc ac
sommodate his SIG"
And still he grew ventured the
produce man in Il weak voice, anu Win
a very painful attempt AT smile.
"Yes, he had more room to spree
out In the barn and went on growtS
faster than ever. Very soon it beci"'>
: question as to how long the ban
would last him, and then we decideS T.
kill him. That. as you'll easily guess
was no small task, but We did files
fclled him with q poleax as you wout
All OK, and we managed TO give his
his death-bIow Mt the third stroke.
"And still he grew" a6sert,mln'saEs?
caurnured the produce man.
Grew nothin'." retorted the farmer
indignantly. Did you expect him to
go Oh CROWN forever:'
.'Oh, 1 didn't know" answered .h'
other, somewhat recovering his spji
Its; stranger things than that hap
pened to the turkey, If havs Do: beer
drearninz,'-New York Hcrall