Wheeling register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1878-1935, 1901-09-09

The finishing touches are being put
on the grounds. the electric lights are
all installed, the different exhibits are
rapidly being placed In proper shape,
the stables are nearly filled with the
best strings Of horses that have ever
been seen here. the restaurants are
ready for bu~siness-indeed are already
feeding hundreds of the attaches OF the
grounds-the midway is in line with n
great variety of shows. and the ostriehs
are striding about as-if eager for a
square meal of scrap iron or dollar
watches.
The poultry exhibit is a scene Of
cackling. quacking, growing and COB
bling confusion, all It's inmates from
the toy bantams to the big gray gan
ders evidently discussing the probable
winners or voicing their W respective
fine points. A monster OF a white
china duck with a magnificent crow
of snow white feathers bowed very
graciously and then cooking his head
saucily winked at the newspaper mar
as much as to say, You've seen the
whole poultry show now that you have
gazed on me. I'm the only thing In my
class" The games were naughty and
aggressive, and a big white gobbler
complained that his age was 80 small
he could not spread himself properly.
Hundreds and more hundreds Of MEM
beers of all the aristocratic poultry fam
lilies OF the State were in attendance
with their human servitors. The poul-
try show will be a big attraction.
The dogs "bayed deep-mouthed well
opened to admit the reporter. and eyes
almost human in their expression OF
intelligence were centered upon him
while he waited to be introduced to
these ~aristocrats OF the kennel. Red
Irish settlers. Gordons, fox hounds, ter
riers, fox. bull and rat, ~bloodhounds,
boar hounds, fox hounds. dainty little
skye terriers, Japanese poodles, toy
black-and-tans, French poodles, all
we're gracious and extended their best
paw in greeting. But a big bulldog
with a face on him like a Bowery
tough, and evidently thinking I'm de
hull push, See?" rejected all overtures
at forming an acquaintance. There
was one lonely exile in the group-an
aristocrat in German canine society,
but not beautiful In form or feature
a German bird dog, who refused all
advances until the reporter remarked.
Hast du heimweh. schooner hund?"
when his big eyes lighted up at the
sound of the language Of his native
land and his tail wagged: yah, mein
Herr: aber nun NIGHT. Hoch der Kali
SER"
For the babies-we'ye all been there
"a special stand has beep erected SO
that each future president or society
queen can De IN ClOSe tOuCu Win ma
ternal care. In the main building
everything will be in ship-shape by the
opening hour tomorrow. Men were
hard at work on the machinery exhibit,
and they will have to hustle II they get
1t in running order tomorrow; but
they are doing that same.
Over In the cattle sheds are some
kings and queens of bovine society.
There's a Hereford fellow that weighs
$500 pounds whose owner thinks he
has a cinch on the blue ribbon, but
across the way is a chap in the yearling
class who tips the scales at 1900
pounds and is still growing. There are
herds Of Jerseys, Ayreshires. Here
fords. Polled Angus and other famous
cattle families-227 in all last night
and more coming.
The sheep exhibit is nearly complete;