The reason I recommend this method is that, the birds being so valuable, the owners do not permit them to roost around promiscuously, but put them in a coop as strong as a fireproof safe and keep it in the kitchen at night.

The method I speak of is not always a bright and satisfying success, and yet there are so many little articles of VERTU about a kitchen, that if you fail on the coop you can generally bring away something else.

I brought away a nice steel trap one night, worth ninety cents.
But what is the use in my pouring out my whole intellect on this subject?
I have shown the Western New York Poultry Society that they have taken to their bosom a party who is not a spring chicken by any means, but a man who knows all about poultry, and is just as high up in the most efficient methods of raising it as the president of the institution himself.
I thank these gentlemen for the honorary membership they have conferred upon me, and shall stand at all times ready and willing to testify my good feeling and my official zeal by deeds as well as by this hastily penned advice and information.

Whenever they are ready to go to raising poultry, let them call for me any evening after eleven o'clock, and I shall be on hand promptly.
EXPERIENCE OF THE McWILLIAMSES WITH MEMBRANOUS CROUP [Written about 1878.] [As related to the author of this book by Mr.McWilliams, a pleasant New York gentleman whom the said author met by chance on a journey.] Well, to go back to where I was before I digressed to explain to you how that frightful and incurable disease, membranous croup,[Diphtheria D.W.] was ravaging the town and driving all mothers mad with terror, I called Mrs.McWilliams's attention to little Penelope, and said: "Darling, I wouldn't let that child be chewing that pine stick if I were you." "Precious, where is the harm in it ?" said she, but at the same time preparing to take away the stick--for women cannot receive even the most palpably judicious suggestion without arguing it; that is, married women.
I replied: "Love, it is notorious that pine is the least nutritious wood that a child can eat." My wife's hand paused, in the act of taking the stick, and returned itself to her lap.

She bridled perceptibly, and said: "Hubby, you know better than that.