Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1921-08-30
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ed to the last inch. ready and appar-
emily anxious for the few brief min
utes when they are out to put the last
ounce into their whiriing dash around
that stretch of smooth brown earth.
An anxious whinny sounds as some
hooded PAGER sticks his head out the
window and pricks his ears to the
drum of hoofs on the track when some
trainer drives by in his sulky.
Plenty of Chickens
In back of the horse stalls there is
an awful din. It seems that the
horses will never sleep unless the
hens and SO on keep still. And it
seems that they never keep still. That
is the only trouble with a poultry
show-its so deafening. The poultry
tent is a long, high affair of canvas,
with lots Of places for the noise to
get out. But when you get in, IL seems
that most of the noise must be there
with you. Long rows of pens, ar
ranged parallel, up on trestles. house
birds of every imaginable description,
from the tiniest Bantam to goose
four feet long, counting the neck.
Way down on the right hand side as
you enter are couple of pens with
some white Guinea hens in them. They
are all white. the hens. even to their
faces and bills. Their faces are wrin-
Killed. and their heads are quite bald
AS they strut around, complaining
ENORMOUSLY, they are more like little
old men. busybodying around, than
any other bird yet known. They are
the property of Burleigh A. Jones.
Irwin Winters day-old chicks attract
ed lot of attention, especially from
the kids. who admired the fluffy little
balls of life with big eyes.
There is an old fat turkey who will
make a good Thanksgiving dinner
for some one. He is well worth see
ing, just TO raise an appetite. Some
little white rabbits about a month
old the property of Earl Madeau
We're cooed over by every little girl
who came in until they grew quite
| bored with so much popularity and
rolled up to sleep in a corner. Guinea
pigs as we'll as guinea hens are on
exhibition there. They are beautiful
little fellows. quick as lightning in
their movements. The same might
be said of some ducks. if your finger
gets in the way of their bills.
Cattle and Swine
Leaving the poultry tents, we go
over TO the right. on the newly ac-
quired grounds of the fair company
Here are the cattle. and the sheep
and the swine, in other words, pigs
There is more believing done here
than when we used to be whipped.
Every breed of beast from Here
ford to an Ayrshire is in these stalls,
in numbers large or small. There are
all sorts of sheep in little pens of
their own, bleating and baaing at a
great rate. The little lambs. woody
and sweet, as we heard one little
flirl eXclaim, attarcted a lot Of atten-
ton The representative of the Jour-
nal happened to have on his coat an
employees badge. When he was OPP
posite a stall containing beasts of
various descriptions, gentleman
appeared holding a rope. On the
other end of the rope was the biggest
burliest bulliest bull the representa-
tive of the Journal ever had seen.
The gentleman holding the end of
the rope looked at the badge and
said
Here, hold the bull a minute"
About that time the representative
of the Journal, who is no Hercules,
remembered that he had imperative
business elsewhere.
There is one bull on exhibition, a
Shorthorn, by name Roam Dale, the
property of E. E. Gale of Kent's Hifl
which is reputed to weigh in at 200
pounds. The animal is a regular
Mastodon. 1t is easily ten feet
around his belly, and he looks to be
almost that long. He is entered in
Glass A of the shorthorns. There is
another one, T. Woodford, Jr.,
owned by the Connecticut Agricul-
tural College. which weighs $500
pounds. He is only three years and
seven months old, so may be said to
be some baby.
The Tappan Stock Farm, of Win
throp, has entered a gne looking ar
ray of Guernseys. from wee tod
I ding calves to impressive big bulls
who look at you like the patriarchs
/ they are Among the Holstein exhi-
bitors the Stetson brothers of Wafer
vile have fine display. The Walk
ers of Canton also have a lot of cat
tie in this class. and they are fine
looking animals. The Brookfield
, farm. Durham. Conn, has shipped up
! to the fair two fine birds of Here