The Lee County journal. (Leesburg, Ga.) 1904-19??, 1907-07-19
But why should they go up?"

said.
That's it," said Jane. There's no
reason at all. Farmers grow their
corn just the same, and chickens
hatch and grow and lay their eggs
lust the same, and if that farmer who
brings our eggs thinks he can impose
on me, I'll show HIM different"
That night | had the doctor, the
next day Jane had chicken coop
built, and on Tuesday morning we had
eleven chickens and a rooster on our
property. All would have been as
merry as a wedding bell, in fact, ex-
cept for one trifing OMISSION the
chickens didn't lay
on Wednesday morning | breakfast
ed on a leather medal which Jane re
ferred to (for purposes of identified
tlon) as a chop" and on Wednesday
evening | brought home book enti
tied The Poultry Fanciers Friend
"Wen?" said Jane, after had read
the book through
Oyster shells" said I, putting on
my hat
It is surprising what a demand there
is for oyster shells. | had always
supposed that oyster shells were a
waste product of the oyster, fit for
nothing but to be thrown away. But
if anybody wants to find out few
facts about the value Of oyster shells,
let him go out and buy dozen from
the sea-food man from whom Jane
gets her Friday fish.
We cracked the shells in news
paper with hammer and Jane Qiking
to work with tools) cracked a few
roots Of ginger and made pot of gin
ger tea We threw the shells into
the coop, had a good drink of ginger
tea, and went to bed.
No eggs.
'Ill run them around" said Jane;
that makes them lay"
The book says it is bad for them"
That's what we did when was
girl" said Jane; lust ran them
around. You take foolishness from a
hen and She'll impose on you But if
they can see that you mean to be the
boss
Jane stopped but added:
You just have to take the upper
hand Of a hen"
THE book says that little bits Of
meat, cut up"
I've got some sausage left" re-
marked Jane.
Sausage they had, and curry, and
powders from the man who sold me
the Poultry Fancier's Friend" while
all the time Jane snorted lin a very
delicate way, OF course), and gradual
ly worked herself up to a pitch. Yes
if ever fowls were pampered, it was
our eleven hens and our one rooster,
but on one point they were indomita-
Bile; they wouldn't lay.
There was a speckled hen on whose
manner l began to build hopes and to
whom I showed particular attention in
the way Of choice bits of oyster shells
and the like. but one morning when I
was giving this fowl her daily medi
cine She broke away, ran to the roos
ter and pecked him cruelty, ran to the
other hens and pecked them, cackled
in a ferocious manner, scratched gray
el and flew up in my face. / just es-
capped with my life, ran into the house
and told Jane.
what did you let her do it for?"
asked Jane
she was in temper" | said.
That's what comes of pampering
them!" exclaimed Jane. She put
something on her head and glanced at
the clock.
Where are you going?" I said
Il am going to- run them
round" said Jane, and out she
went.
! stayed in When Jane is like that
she doesn't want to be bothered; but
five minutes later, when l looked
out although, as a rule, Jane doesn't
like nae to look ouD and saw her
standing just outside the chicken
coop door as if she was going to stand
OAeIG lOIeNeI, Welt Out wv.
What's the matter?" l asked, look
in the empty run" for the hens
You so in" said Jane, in her most
determined manner I'm giving these
chickens just five minutes"
| went in, and at the end OF the
five minutes Jane disappeared into
the chicken coop and came out bear
ing two eggs in each hand.
IN teach them!" cried Jane.
Adding:
And all the others are on the nest
too!'-New York Evening Sun.
Dutch Farms.