New-York tribune., 1903-01-18

Once in the woods a little mouse, pursued by
a bloodthirsty weasel. ran up my sleeve and
claimed hospitality-and got it.
At this the women OF the cat club shuddered
THE very idea Of mouse up ones sleeve?
they said. We're glad we don't wear loose
sleeves any longer
They have thousand interesting ways
more interesting than cats when you know
Them" continued Mr.. Long
I'VE don't want to know themw cried the
women.
Turn cat and mouse loose together in
barn., suggested Mr. Long, with a generous
crack or two in the floor, and no one will OBJ
ject, least Of all the Mayor, or the mouse"
'Of course they wouldn't" was the answer in
chorus. The mouse would get away and might
get into the pantry or under the bed
Then the naturalist warmed up to his sub
ject. 1T differs not a particle in principle from
a bullfght." he wrote. THE game is smaller
and has less chance; there is blood but less OF
it-and there is all the difference. To the
mouse, caught in trap and waiting his time
to die it probably matters little whether death
comes under the cats claws or at the hands or
women are to look on he would prefer the for
mer, and would even look up at the tribune's $
seat at the last moment, like the gladiators of
old, to see whether it were thumbs up or thumbs
down from him"
Another Stamford man. noted for his knowl-
edge of Greek and things Grecian, who has
taken no active part in the controversy, ana
would not, because he is of the world
and knows the folly Of opposing fair woman
when it is matter of mice or men, said yes
terday that it reminded him very much Of the
Homeric legend of ULYSSES and his men in the
You will remember" he said. that Polyphe-
tears off the legs and arms of UIyssess
in a most brutal fashion. Every now and
then he looked up at Ulysses, with grim smile
on his face, much as to say, What a lovely
party having. old man. And then: No,
you don't agree with me? Well, wait minute,
old fellow your turn is coming There is much
the same sort of humor about a cat playing
with mouse.
There is still more to 1.-THE poultry end of the
show. In fact in the beginning, the poultry
show was the whole thing. One small, insig-
rfcant of the armory had been roped
off for the Cat Club which is a new organiza-
ton.
They are getting all the notice." declared a
man who raises some of the finest chickens in
all New-England. "It is too bad that did not
suggest having cockfght some other bloody
thing that would attract attention.
This is the second annual show Of the SIAM
ford Poultry association, while it is the first for
the Cat Club The former was organized in
1901 and incorporated few months ago. One
of the principal movers in bringing about the
ganiZation Of the association Nelson r.
Jessup, the assistant postmaster of Stamford.
He has always been ardent lover Of poultry,
and for amateur he has acquired a general
knowledge of the art of raising chickens-and
it really is art. any one who gives atten-
tion to it Will soon find out There were several
other men in Stamford and nearby towns who
had also taken fancy to poultry raising, and
were getting much more interest and enjoyment
out of it than outsider might think. Among
these We're Horace Havemeyer. of H. o.
Havemeyer. who has extensive place on
PamerS Hill, about three miles from the centre
of Stamford and just over the Greenwich line.
Another prominent poultry fancier Is Dudley
Tilley son of George H. Tiey, who Is well
known in business circles in New York. An
other is Commodore James D. Smith for several
years member of the Americas Cup commit
tee. Linden Lodge Commodore Smiths resi-
dence, is one of the noteworthy places Of the re-
gion, ard anything that the commodore takes
fancy to is sure to be represented by some fine
specimens. Every fall Commodore Smith throws
his greenhouse open to the public, so that his