Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1919-01-19

Mails non." says Leon. meaning
nothing sensible, you do not UNDER
stand the duck. perhaps. Me, raised
them as boy In Perronne. But thu
turkey! Pouff! He is what you call
silly in the head One cannot say
what they will do next Anything
may happen to such birds"
He makes such fuss over the way
they hog the grain at feedin' time
that l have to have a separate run
built for EN- You'd almost think
ne was Jealous. But Joe, on tho
other hand, treats 'em like pets.
don't know how many times day
ne feeds 'em. and he's always luggin'
one up to me to show how heavy
they're gettin'. l was waitin' until
they got into top-notch condition be-
fore springin' 'em on Basil Pyne.
meant to get a gasp out of him when
did
Finally | set a day for the private
view and asked the Pynes to come
over special. Basil, he's all prepared
to be thrilled as / tows him out
But you don't mean to say this is
your first venture at turkey raisinK?'
he demands
Ab-so- lutely." says l.
"Strordinary," says Basil
At the end of the turkey run.
though, ] finds Joe starin through
the wire with u panicky look on his
face. Well, Joe" says 1, anything
wrong with the fock?t'
I dunno.' says he, Maybe da go
bughouse. maybe da got jag. on See.
Blamed If it don't look like he'd
made two close guesses Honest,
every one of them gobblers was stag.
germ round, humpin. against each
other and runnin into the fence, with
their tails spread and their long necks,
waVin' absurd. A 3 am bunch OF
New Year eve booze publishers couldn't
have given more scandalous exit
bition.
My word" says Basil q.
Course. it's up to me to produce an
explanation. Which I does prompt.
"Oh. that's nothing" says l. They're
aust tryin' the duck waddle,= imitatin'
their neighbors in the next run. Tur-
Keys always do that sooner or later
if you have ducks near 'em. They
keep at 1t until they're dizzy"
Really. now" says Basil. II never
heard that before"
Not many people have" says 1.
But they'll get over it in an hour or
so. Look in tomorrow and you'u
see"
Basil says he will. And after he's
gone | opens the court-martial.
Joe | demands. what you been
feedin them Turks"
II took five minutes of cross exam
nation before l got him to remember
that Just before breakfast he'd
sneaked out and swiped pail of stuff
TIA; ought Leon was sayin' for
And what do you guess?
III and Leon had gone into the
made wine business last fall
HIN all them grapes we grew out
~ the back lot. and only the day be-
fore they'd gone through the process
Of raekin' it from one barrel into an
other 1t was the stuff that was left
in the bottom that Joe had swiped
for his pets
Huh says l. "And now you've not
only disgraced those turkeys for life,
but you've made me hand Mr. Pyne
some raw nature faltin' stuff that no.
body but fool author would swal-
low"
Il mucha sorry" says Joe. hangn'
his head
"All right" says l. 81 expect you
meant we'll. But it was bum
bunch. Now see they have plenty Of
water to drink and by morning maybe
they'll sober up"
l meant to keep an eye on 'em my
self for the rest of the day. but right
after luncheon aunties blows in again,
to pay a farewell visit before startin'
south, and the turkeys slipped my
mind Not until she asks how Tm
gettin' on with my flock of quail did
remember
"Oh, quail" says I. "No. l had to
ditch that. Couldn't get the right sort
of eggs"
Auntie smiles sarcastic. what
pity says She. But the various
kinds of poultry you were going in
forr Did you---"
Did r. says ]. Say. you just come
out and Well. Leon, anything YOU
want special?"