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VOL. LXIV INDIANAPOLIS JAN. 9, 1609 NO 2 Kill the Hawk. By Genesis Farm. I heard the chickens cackling a little bit ago, and ran out of the house. With Joy? O, no. Expecting to get an egg? No, a lemon! I d othis sort of running frequently. William Watson Woollen and Amos Butler think it is very good to improve my health. They think this running away from some engrossing job takes the mind off of what the farmer is attending to and so improves life. I the rats out of the tree tops in this neighborhood, and out of the sky also. Wherever the hawks live there are none of these aerial rats left. Of course the barn rat, the woodpile rat, the granary rat, and all the ordinary rats, our farms and premises are overrun with. The presence of the hawks does not affect these varieties of rats, and if I were a rich man I would offer a reward of $1,000 to any person regardless of race, color, religion, sex or previous condition of servitude, who ever saw a hawk come down to a barn or granary or poultry house and evitably succeeded by civilized man with the unnatural wheat field, corn field, orchard, poultry yard and Christian farm house. And as to birds—only those that sing beautifully, are apparelled beautifully, or are unquestionably useful such as the wren and quail will be kept. And if any useful bird shall increase to large flocks, it will then also be destroyed, since when so numerous as to move in flocks nearly all birds become nuisances in their expanding search for food and in other ways. No bird is to be allowed to live because it is a bird, but solely be- hand—if I am busy it is five, and it takes about four hours then. That makes a total of eight hours, and it is but the beginning of a farmers work." The young man's face was a study, as the farmer continued: "If a man is a good farmer his winter work is almost as important as his summer work is. About the first thing that I do, after the other work is out of the way is to look over the fences carefully and mend any broken ones that may need it, or set a new post or string some new wire. Of course if there are posts to *4ffM f< far-' >iiVi iJrV . "a*<«VV^i . I^^y *■ ■»> ■ ■l It M jr-^^l^JJ^ WT- M ■ 5 1 *. aSSava. *SSa^B *Jf *BPI ^Brf Nave, rountaiu County. ran very quickly to a chicken, that had been breathing in the vigor of its full life a few moments before, but now lay inert en the grass. I picked it up, it tried to open its eyes, gave a few convulsive gasps and lay still, dead. The Woollen- Butler combination thinks the chicken died because of heart failure and lack of breath. So do I. The W-B combination are correct for once in their lives. They also think the hawk, that flew away as I burst out of the door ami hurried to the spot where it clutched th« thicken, if shot and Uad its stomach examined would have shown a stomach free from chicken meat. I think the same, —localise I was too quick for it! And I have the chicken out on the roof of the chicken house right now, which proves beyond a doubt that the "classical" work on which Mr. Butler relies for his knowledge of hawks is infallible! This hawk is around here very much and I scare it away ofteni, though not nften enough! A few hours ago, I scared it out of a tree top near my front door. It was hunting for rats, aerial rats. At the M. 6. A. ft II. Society in June, Mr. Woollen delivereil his us-inl talk about the English sparrow anil the poultry eating hawks being blessings to the farmer and, according to the Indiana Farmer report, somebody present said 'he seldom sees now-a-days these birds in his locality, and as a result (sic) his farm and his premises are overrun with rats." T'nfortunately in my locality, we have hawks to spare, but I am quite wilting to grant that they have cleaned all catch a rat of the terra firma kind instead of a chicken. But I grant that the aerial rats are all cleaned out of this neighborhood. That hawks in forests, marshes, prairie? or any other place distant from settled communities and therefore lacking in poultry yard products, will eat a mouse or rat or any other small mammal is undoubtedly true. They are compelled to eat such things or go hungry. But nobody cares what a hawk eats in the wilds. It is in civilization's boundaries that these pests make their troubles. Changed environment may turn a beneficial bird into an injurious bird. The "nature-lover" sentimentalists who gabble about protecting foxes, hawks, sparrows, deer, rabbits, lions and tigers (do not laugh I have been astonished to see pleas for all tliese pests made in printi are wasting their not-very-valuable breath in fighting against the inevitable laws of evolution nnd of the progress of mankind. Man will fill tin the low places. level the hich. make straight the crooked, destroy the untamable wild, govern the wild made tame, fight nature, as nature, from ♦he day of man's birth till death, and eroh generation will take up the fight where the last laid it down till nature will utterly lose its original wild characteristics or be destroyed: will be conquered, regulated, ruled by man. A few wild things will be kept in zoological parts, and a few wild parks for sightseers may be retained but otherwise nature, as known to the savage, is doomed. The wild man and wild nature will be in- cause, and only so long as it does not interfere with the progress of mankind, but aids man. To any other bird, beast, insect, or plant will be meted out extermination as rapidly as man's expanding power can bring such annihilation to pass nnd the sooner the better. Kill every English sparrow and chicken-eating hawk as fast as you can, the faster the better. Putnam Co. Winter Work on the Farm. By Irma B. Matthews. "I should think it would be fine to work on a farm and when the work is finished in the fall not have anything to do all winter." I heard this remark made by a young city fellow to an old farmer one day, and he smiled at him rather grimly. "It is true," he answered, "that there are days in the winter when a farmer can do nothing but his regular chores, but e^en these might tax you somewhat, and if he is a good farmer he puts in about all the time there is, even in the winter. How many hours do you work?" he continued. "Ten: from seven to six;" was the prompt answer. "Ahem. let me see," began the farmer; "I get up at five and begin to do the chores. If everything goes well I am usually through at nine o'clock. Then I begin at about four or five at night—depends on whether I have anything else on set it must be done before the ground freezes. You cannot imagine what a help it is, in the rush and hurry of spring work, to know that my fences are all in ship shape. Then, too, if there are any little repairs needed about the buildings I manage to do that in the winter also. "Then all the brush and refuse that will gather about the best conducted farm is gathered and burned. Before it is frozen all the manure is drawn to where it is wanted, and this also saves much time in the spring. It is not nearly so hard a job, if it is kept done. "When the snow comes however and these things cannot be attended to I always cut our wood supply for the next year, and draw and pile it near the house. Then there is no having to burn green wood and so try the temper of the wife. "The first warm days that come we finish up drawing the manure and every thing is ready for a good summer's work." "I do not see where the easy life of a farmer, that I have always been hearing about, comes in," declared the city man. "Easy! Well it is hardly that, but it is the most independent and the only life worth living," answered his companion with a jolly laugh. What say you, gentlemen?" Dr. H. W. Wiley, chemist of the Dept: of Agriculture has our hearty sympathy in his contest with the/would-be food adulterators who are trying to have him put cut of office. The people are with him and he will be sustained.
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Title | Indiana farmer, 1909, v. 64, no. 02 (Jan. 9) |
Purdue Identification Number | INFA6402 |
Date of Original | 1909 |
Subjects (LCSH) |
Agriculture Farm management Horticulture Agricultural machinery |
Subjects (NALT) |
agriculture farm management horticulture agricultural machinery and equipment |
Genre | Periodical |
Call Number of Original | 630.5 In2 |
Location of Original | Hicks Repository |
Coverage | United States - Indiana |
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Format | JP2 |
Language | eng |
Collection Title | Indiana Farmer |
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Title | Page 1 |
Subjects (LCSH) |
Agriculture Farm management Horticulture Agricultural machinery |
Subjects (NALT) |
agriculture farm management horticulture agricultural machinery and equipment |
Genre | Periodical |
Call Number of Original | 630.5 In2 |
Location of Original | Hicks Repository |
Coverage | Indiana |
Type | text |
Format | JP2 |
Language | eng |
Collection Title | Indiana Farmer |
Rights Statement | Content in the Indiana Farmer Collection is in the public domain (published before 1923) or lacks a known copyright holder. Digital images in the collection may be used for educational, non-commercial, or non-for-profit purposes. |
Repository | Purdue University Libraries |
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Transcript | VOL. LXIV INDIANAPOLIS JAN. 9, 1609 NO 2 Kill the Hawk. By Genesis Farm. I heard the chickens cackling a little bit ago, and ran out of the house. With Joy? O, no. Expecting to get an egg? No, a lemon! I d othis sort of running frequently. William Watson Woollen and Amos Butler think it is very good to improve my health. They think this running away from some engrossing job takes the mind off of what the farmer is attending to and so improves life. I the rats out of the tree tops in this neighborhood, and out of the sky also. Wherever the hawks live there are none of these aerial rats left. Of course the barn rat, the woodpile rat, the granary rat, and all the ordinary rats, our farms and premises are overrun with. The presence of the hawks does not affect these varieties of rats, and if I were a rich man I would offer a reward of $1,000 to any person regardless of race, color, religion, sex or previous condition of servitude, who ever saw a hawk come down to a barn or granary or poultry house and evitably succeeded by civilized man with the unnatural wheat field, corn field, orchard, poultry yard and Christian farm house. And as to birds—only those that sing beautifully, are apparelled beautifully, or are unquestionably useful such as the wren and quail will be kept. And if any useful bird shall increase to large flocks, it will then also be destroyed, since when so numerous as to move in flocks nearly all birds become nuisances in their expanding search for food and in other ways. No bird is to be allowed to live because it is a bird, but solely be- hand—if I am busy it is five, and it takes about four hours then. That makes a total of eight hours, and it is but the beginning of a farmers work." The young man's face was a study, as the farmer continued: "If a man is a good farmer his winter work is almost as important as his summer work is. About the first thing that I do, after the other work is out of the way is to look over the fences carefully and mend any broken ones that may need it, or set a new post or string some new wire. Of course if there are posts to *4ffM f< far-' >iiVi iJrV . "a*<«VV^i . I^^y *■ ■»> ■ ■l It M jr-^^l^JJ^ WT- M ■ 5 1 *. aSSava. *SSa^B *Jf *BPI ^Brf Nave, rountaiu County. ran very quickly to a chicken, that had been breathing in the vigor of its full life a few moments before, but now lay inert en the grass. I picked it up, it tried to open its eyes, gave a few convulsive gasps and lay still, dead. The Woollen- Butler combination thinks the chicken died because of heart failure and lack of breath. So do I. The W-B combination are correct for once in their lives. They also think the hawk, that flew away as I burst out of the door ami hurried to the spot where it clutched th« thicken, if shot and Uad its stomach examined would have shown a stomach free from chicken meat. I think the same, —localise I was too quick for it! And I have the chicken out on the roof of the chicken house right now, which proves beyond a doubt that the "classical" work on which Mr. Butler relies for his knowledge of hawks is infallible! This hawk is around here very much and I scare it away ofteni, though not nften enough! A few hours ago, I scared it out of a tree top near my front door. It was hunting for rats, aerial rats. At the M. 6. A. ft II. Society in June, Mr. Woollen delivereil his us-inl talk about the English sparrow anil the poultry eating hawks being blessings to the farmer and, according to the Indiana Farmer report, somebody present said 'he seldom sees now-a-days these birds in his locality, and as a result (sic) his farm and his premises are overrun with rats." T'nfortunately in my locality, we have hawks to spare, but I am quite wilting to grant that they have cleaned all catch a rat of the terra firma kind instead of a chicken. But I grant that the aerial rats are all cleaned out of this neighborhood. That hawks in forests, marshes, prairie? or any other place distant from settled communities and therefore lacking in poultry yard products, will eat a mouse or rat or any other small mammal is undoubtedly true. They are compelled to eat such things or go hungry. But nobody cares what a hawk eats in the wilds. It is in civilization's boundaries that these pests make their troubles. Changed environment may turn a beneficial bird into an injurious bird. The "nature-lover" sentimentalists who gabble about protecting foxes, hawks, sparrows, deer, rabbits, lions and tigers (do not laugh I have been astonished to see pleas for all tliese pests made in printi are wasting their not-very-valuable breath in fighting against the inevitable laws of evolution nnd of the progress of mankind. Man will fill tin the low places. level the hich. make straight the crooked, destroy the untamable wild, govern the wild made tame, fight nature, as nature, from ♦he day of man's birth till death, and eroh generation will take up the fight where the last laid it down till nature will utterly lose its original wild characteristics or be destroyed: will be conquered, regulated, ruled by man. A few wild things will be kept in zoological parts, and a few wild parks for sightseers may be retained but otherwise nature, as known to the savage, is doomed. The wild man and wild nature will be in- cause, and only so long as it does not interfere with the progress of mankind, but aids man. To any other bird, beast, insect, or plant will be meted out extermination as rapidly as man's expanding power can bring such annihilation to pass nnd the sooner the better. Kill every English sparrow and chicken-eating hawk as fast as you can, the faster the better. Putnam Co. Winter Work on the Farm. By Irma B. Matthews. "I should think it would be fine to work on a farm and when the work is finished in the fall not have anything to do all winter." I heard this remark made by a young city fellow to an old farmer one day, and he smiled at him rather grimly. "It is true," he answered, "that there are days in the winter when a farmer can do nothing but his regular chores, but e^en these might tax you somewhat, and if he is a good farmer he puts in about all the time there is, even in the winter. How many hours do you work?" he continued. "Ten: from seven to six;" was the prompt answer. "Ahem. let me see," began the farmer; "I get up at five and begin to do the chores. If everything goes well I am usually through at nine o'clock. Then I begin at about four or five at night—depends on whether I have anything else on set it must be done before the ground freezes. You cannot imagine what a help it is, in the rush and hurry of spring work, to know that my fences are all in ship shape. Then, too, if there are any little repairs needed about the buildings I manage to do that in the winter also. "Then all the brush and refuse that will gather about the best conducted farm is gathered and burned. Before it is frozen all the manure is drawn to where it is wanted, and this also saves much time in the spring. It is not nearly so hard a job, if it is kept done. "When the snow comes however and these things cannot be attended to I always cut our wood supply for the next year, and draw and pile it near the house. Then there is no having to burn green wood and so try the temper of the wife. "The first warm days that come we finish up drawing the manure and every thing is ready for a good summer's work." "I do not see where the easy life of a farmer, that I have always been hearing about, comes in," declared the city man. "Easy! Well it is hardly that, but it is the most independent and the only life worth living," answered his companion with a jolly laugh. What say you, gentlemen?" Dr. H. W. Wiley, chemist of the Dept: of Agriculture has our hearty sympathy in his contest with the/would-be food adulterators who are trying to have him put cut of office. The people are with him and he will be sustained. |
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