. The Eastern poultryman. Poultry Periodicals; Fruit Periodicals. VIEW AT DRISKO FARM, ADDISON, MAINE. Colony House Breeding Pens, Planned to Give 200 to 600 Square Feet Grass Run per Fowl He Was a Crower and a Hen. "I was one of the contractors on the Mexican Central Railroad," said a guest at one of the Detroit hotels the other evening, "and I hadn't been there a month when I came to know that a Mexican will sell the shirt off his back to pay admission to a cock fight, and he'd barter the cada- ver of his grandmother for money enough to buy a good blooded rooster for him- self
. The Eastern poultryman. Poultry Periodicals; Fruit Periodicals. VIEW AT DRISKO FARM, ADDISON, MAINE. Colony House Breeding Pens, Planned to Give 200 to 600 Square Feet Grass Run per Fowl He Was a Crower and a Hen. "I was one of the contractors on the Mexican Central Railroad," said a guest at one of the Detroit hotels the other evening, "and I hadn't been there a month when I came to know that a Mexican will sell the shirt off his back to pay admission to a cock fight, and he'd barter the cada- ver of his grandmother for money enough to buy a good blooded rooster for him- self. 'After witnessing half a dozen scraps I got an idea and put the American colony on. Out in the Mongollon Mountains of Arizona they have a bird called the crower. He's about as big as a pullet and he crows like a rooster and fights like a wild cat. I saw one of 'em in a scrap at Tucson kill four cocks hand- running. I knew a fellow who had one in captivity, and as the bird was unknown in Mexico, I hoped to get him down and rake in a pile. I sent for him on the quiet, and after his arrival I let it be known that I had a Vermont rooster who was something on the scrap. " Senor, that bird is no better than a hen,' was the verdict of half a dozen Mexican sportsmen after viewing my crower. "That was the idea I wanted to spread broadcast, and I had no trouble in ar- ranging a match. I put up $Soo alto- gether, and every American connected with the road backed my bird for a hatful of silver. We hadn't a cent less than $6000 up when the match was ; "And how many Mexican birds did he slay?" was queried. ' My dear sir," replied the contractor, "my bird distinguished himself, but not exactly that way. When put into the pit he sat down and laid an egg and cackled over ; "But—but—" "But how could that be? Easy as roll- ing off a log. He was a crower from Arizona all right enough, but he was a hen instead of a rooster and c
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