Birmingham age-herald., 1895-01-02
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HE WAS A WONDERFUL oooeLga.
The Poultrymnn Expected Him to Keep
 Growing After Death.

Growing After Death.
 'Talkin about turkeys" " observed tho farmer to the produce man. i've raised ono year ago that probably never had his equal in size and weight in the history of tho world. '
 The produce man looked incredu1ous, but tho farmer went on without noticing it:
 "When that turkey was matched, he was no bigger than the rest of the brood, but two days later he weighed five pounds and was sprouting tail feathers. The end of the first week out of the shell saw him full fledged bird of trlc more than ten pounds and still he grow"
 The produce man smiled indulgently, echong tho farmers words:
 And still he grew"
 "Yes, srree 1 never saw anything liko it. Ho was weeks old to the day when he tipped tho beam at 35 pounds, and he only seemed to have fairly started, for'- "Yes, I know" slowly observed the produce man, for still he grew.
 "Grcwp We'll, should say sol A week later he had put up another 15 pounds without impairn his activity or secmin to mind it in tho least. He picked up his corn as lively as over, and still he grew"
 HtT0 Nd5 u SlChly oliillc Oii Iilc pIoOuOo mans face, but he made no remark.
 Two began to wonder where it was goin to stop,' went on the farmer, for about this timo his appetite, which had always been extraordinary, began to pick up at an alarmin rate, and we knew he'd just about got his second wind, which meant putin OH weight moro rapidly than ever. It took him just ten days to put up an- other 25 pounds" "va a~4
 That makes 75," gasped the produce
 "Kerrect, and still he grew"
 And still he grew," sighed the produce
 "I suppose ho was something like 8 weeks old when he reached the hundred pound mark and quit walkin about, sen- tinued the farmor.
 But still he grow3'' anxiously put in the produce man. f.. -.-a
 Never let up for minute. <" was the assuring reply. i've became little anx- ious about him at this time on account of the henhouse, which we could see would soon be too small for him to stand up in. Finally we decided to transfer him to the barn, but we had been a little slow in comin to the decision, for when we went to remove him he had grown too big to go through tho henhousc door, and we had to take out the whole front of the buildin to to accommodate his size.
 And still he grew, |" ventured the prod uce man in weak voice. and with very painful attempt at a smile.
 Yes; he had more room to spread out in the barn and went on growth faster than ever. Very soon it became question as to how long the barn would last him, and then we decided to kill him. That, as you'll easily guess, was no small task, but we did it-jest felled him with poe ax as you would an OK, and we managed to give him his deathblow at the third stroke.
 And still he grew" absentmindedly murmured the produce man.
 "Grew nothinl' retorted the farmer in dignantly. Did you expect him to go on growth forever?"
 "Oh, I didn't know" answered the other, somewhat recovering his spirits. Stranger things than that happened to the turkey, if have not been dreaming" New York Herald.