'SteT** - T’ DEC* 24.1913. L O'*, :—r—Wfcia.jS TURKEY WENT THE TRIPFattened by Hand Only to Feed the Face of a Marauder.►Karly last spring MorriB Weyanti, the genial undertaker o£ Royal Centre, acquired a small bird and carefully cared for it throughout the summer. No expense and pains \;ere spared to bring it up bo as to possess the prize turkey of the year. Oatmeai, chop feed and even a quart of m:lk was the bill of fare daily for this of the Weyand family. Shortly before Thanksgiving, the bird weighed seventeen pounds, and all Royal Centre knew that such a prize was* in the Weyand coop. Two clays before Thanksgiving a number of good friends called on the family in the evening, and not finding anyone at IiOtuc, naturally took a look at the prl/.e bird iu the coop. The turkey became so friendly to the caLlr-rs that they were forced to take it a.lor.gr sad to say, without the knowledge oy the owner.Soon the good triends of Mr. Morris Weyand decided to prepare a feast fur themselves, and a royal one it proved to be. The following morning ihe turkey was missed front its usual haunts, Mid a good friend confided to its rightful owner that the bird could be found in the woedsbed of a friend not far away. That evening iu the dark Mr. Weyand stealthily stole down thealley to the woodshed, and was justin (he act of opening the door when be wa3 met by a volley of gunshots. * Jo never made faster time in his life jet'lng from the scene of trouble, and all were surprised at his sprinting ability.Now a prize porkor has taken tne place of the poor turkey tn the pen. and they are certain it cannot disappear, as it squeals continually. Besides, a good shot gun and many she.Us are near at hand when the head of the house retires each night, and who know Mr. Weyand’s bravery in the face of trouble serenely amiie, well knowing that Mr. Weyand loves ihe coverings too well to issue forth and defend his property wRh his lilc*.