1955 Dec. Tell It To Old Grandma letter from Miss Frances P. Hall Midway, Ala.
Tell It To Old (Branforaa Tour nam and address mutt given ' on letter But upon request.. name will often be withheld at the Editors discretion discretion We reserve the right to shorten letters No poetry, please Repeat: No letter will be printed unless Editor knows who wrote it. Trdnsvestite Chickens . TTDITOR, THE ADVERTISER I read in The Advertiser about a poultry woman woman who had one hen turn into a rooster. She sent It to Ohio University's department department of agriculture for observation. Tney were going to make a study of hens turning to roosters. - Kow I had one her after another to do this. So I wrote the university about my experiences and received the reply-that reply-that reply-that I had had a rare experience as the usual ratio of hns changing to roosters is one to 1,000 hens. Like a great many other people, I had a small flock in the yard to furnish eggs for the household. The hens disposed of table scraps which . would otherwise N have been wasted. And were worth the cost of the grain and mash they required required to have fresh eggs. This is what happened. A few years a?o I turned out about six Rhode Island Red pullets for- for- layers. The next year, six New Hampshires. There was no rooster. For the last, two years the only young ones added to the flock were two , black pullets. I don't remember just when it was that 1 heard the first hen attempting to crow like a rooster. But when she kept it up I killed and ate her. The change seems to be a gradual one and I did not like the idea of eating : naif done eggs from such a chicken. Alter a while another one started acting 'the same way. Each time I killed'one I thought that would be the last of the trouble but it never was. Two cases I remember especially. One of these was the case that I 'procrastinated 'procrastinated several months before killing.-She killing.-She killing.-She was the heaviest hen I ever dressed. In dressing her. I could see where the -breast -breast bone had started growing again and grown longer. After reaching maturity maturity she took a second start to growing. The second case, and the most astonishing, astonishing, was that of the Red hen which had been the best layer I ever had. She was about four years old, the oldest hen left in the flock, when she started acting like the boss of the yard. Of course some of the hens I killed out of the group were normal. But towards the end I was killing nothing but freaks. When the chickens got down to four, one turned to a rooster, when they got down to three, ditto, when they got down to two, the same thing happened, and when they got down to one hen, she started crowing. So I hope the scientists will be able to learn more about the problem. Midway, Ala. (Miss) FRANCES P. HALL.