Evening star., 1912-01-19
AS FOWLS SEE IT
Chickens at Poultry Show Ex-
press Views.
EXPERIENCE OF STAR Man
Finds Keen Rivalry Exists Between
Various Breeds.
LIGHTS KEEP THEM AWAKE
Anxious to Get Back to Simple Life.
Exhibition Comes to End
Tonight.
LIGHTS KEEP THEM AWAKE

\ night. Lie. Wise OIu SOCh luTucu uCau
sideways the better to see The Star man.
blinked his little eye merrily, scratched
the straw in the bottom Of his coop.
picked up grain OF corn, ate it hastily,
and continued: 1T is pleasure to meet
gentlemen Of the press who are con-
versant with our idioms and have the
intelligence to comprehend the point OF
view which chickens take of life and OF
the various questions that engage our
interests. We suffer much from being
misquoted by journalists, and, of course,
by journalists l mean incompetent and
irresponsible newspaper men,"
The rooster scratched again and hur-
redly swallowed another grain. You
are welcome to our show. and with a
long, shrill crow / will announce you to
this large assembly Of my coworkers in
the poultry industry" said the rooster
as he crowed. Then he scratched again
and gulped down a grain Of corn as dex-
| sence of that grain.
Knocks the Buff Cochin.
| The reporter paused before the next
coop. long-headed, long-beal<ed. slim
bodied. red-feathered game cock giared at
him in none too gentle way. The re-
porter bowed to this bird and explained
to him that game chickens had provided
much entertainment for him in those days
before reform waves began to cast their
blighting spray over the sporting world.
across the aisle.' said the red rooster.
land ii 1t were not for the strength Of
these coop Stats I would have no trouble
in attracting his attention. There is no
poultry show big enough to hold me and
another kind Of bird. without the use Of
Stats. That bun Cochin over there is
what one inclined to the use Of vulgarity
might justly call a big stiff. He Is one
of those peace-at-any-price critters, and
at home he probably sQuats around the
getting it. squats again until the dinner
bell rings. He looks like q fellow who
has no other ambition than to I'LL his crop,
boss his wives and go to roost- / would
other rooster in his life. With two min
utes of liberty I would remove his plum
age"
Crossing tho aisle the reporter spoke to
the bun Cochin, who said: II saw you
speaking to that red bully over yOnder,
tossing his comb in the direction Of the
game cock. 1.-THE management Of this
show makes a mistake in allowing such
lawless characters to enter here. All that
fellow thinks about is scrapping. He is
not fit to make broth Of. He is one Of
those swashbuckling fire-eating fellows.
who is always talking war. i think he is
descended from a setting Of eggs that
came from Senator Heyburn's farm and
tive Hobson's backyard. II that rooster
were a man he would be a politician, a
pirate. a capitalist. or something evil.
You know, we COchins are q conservative
and business breed. Our specially Is
the poultry business and not war; That
staggering coxcomb across the way is a
bore"
Hen Not Satisfied.
A little farther down tho aisle small
Wysndotte hen was clucking to herself.
She was dissatisfied. This show business
amt what 1t is cracked UP to be-" she was
saying. "I'll be very glad to get back
home and resume my household duties.
/ have not laid an egg since have been
in this city.
THE lights do not go out in this place
until IL O'Clock, and i have not had q
good nights rest for a week. When !
get back home I will be too tired to
get up at dawn. think 1 shall sleep
late. 1 was never in such promiscuous
crowd before. Some of these hens are
positive freaks. Look at that fused up
| old Orpington in the next cop. Why,
she's trump. She has no style Her
| feathers are not becoming, and her comb
| she walks. She looks as though she was
hatched out of a cold storage egg and
raised on a farm.
ME for the simple life," said the
| plump little white Leghorn. "No more
starring tours and late suppers for me.
| The board here Is pretty good, but meet
| few Of my own set. Do you KNOW. said
| the little hen, leaning over to The Star
reporter, and getting confidential, "that
| there is duck in here. OF course. I
| have not met him, but have heard him.
And you know that at home I never
associate with ducks. / have met a num-
L f1l1< a
| a little, but II my own dear old rooster
| back home ever hears OF ii he will tear
ont my tail feathers-don't you think
they are lovely?"
Says He Is Kept Awake.
! "cluck. cluck." said a big barred Ply
mouth Rock, "this show business is on
| the pizazz. I have been Gagged up here
| three days. deprived Of the society of
my own dear wives and others, kept
awake by staring people and street cars.
and all get out of 1t is that" said the
rooster. pointing with his bill to q bit
of blue ribbon on the cage. my boss
wants that ribbon because the mortgage
| on the farm is about due, and he wants
to sell setting of our eggs to some city
people. SO they can get ric3 In the
| chicken business" Then the ofd rooster
|
| I'm what they call a Lackenfelder,' -
said an fnsolent-looking rooster as The
Star man eyed him curiously and hand
ed him his card. II am one of those
| new-fangled varieties warranted to lay
two eggs day when the price is 40 cents
a dozen. We do this sometimes. per-
haps. Those advertisements about fancy
chickens are written not by chickens
but by men. Chickens would not write
them. We make 1t q rule never to mis-
represent our capacity. However. my
ladies are laying industriously despite
the cold weather and the excitement Of
| the exhibition season
The show will end tonight and some
of the exhibitors began preparations for
removing their entries this afternoon.
The failure of President Taft to visit the
| exhibition, because OF the cold from
| which he has been suffering. has been q
disappointment. However. In point of
| excellence Of fowls on exhibition and
attendance the show has been very sue
4 cessful.
Form New Organization.
At meeting held last night, George
z. Howard. presiding, organization of the
Washington National Poultry and Pigeon
Association was perfected. and officers
were elected. as follows: President.
George E. Howard: vice president. A. NJ.
Keen: secretary, william C. Gray: treas
| uror Inward g. Schunid. correaDondipc .