CHAPTER VIII.

OUR LOSSES.

Our young people were very anxious to add some rabbits to their

playthings, and as we always like to encourage a love of animals in

children, we consented that they should become the fortunate

share-holders in a doe and six young ones. These were bought early in

September, and, as long as the weather would allow, the children used

to take them food; by and by, however, one died, and then came the

complaint that Master Harry had killed it by giving it too much green

meat. The young gentleman was thereupon commanded not to meddle with

them for the future, but the rabbits did not derive any benefit from

his obedience; two or three times weekly we heard of deaths taking

place in the hutch, till at last the whole half-dozen, with their

mamma, reposed under the large walnut-tree.

One day the lad who had attended to them knocked at the drawing-room

door, and on entering with a large basket, drew from it a most

beautiful black-and-white doe, and held it up before our admiring

eyes; this was followed by the display of seven young ones, as pretty

as the mother.

"Please, ma'am," said Tom, "these are the kind of rabbits you ought to

have bought. My brother keeps rabbits, and these are some of his; I'll

warrant they won't die!"

Willing once more to gratify the children, as well as to solve the

enigma of whether it must be inevitable to lose by keeping these

animal, we became the possessors of these superior creatures, with the

understanding that no one was to have anything to do with them but

Tom, the said Tom saying, with perfect confidence, that "he would

'warrant' they should weigh five pounds each in six weeks."

Not being learned in rabbits, we trusted to his experience and

promises that we should always from that have a brace for the table

whenever we wished for them. What was our disappointment, then, when a

week after we heard of the death of one of them! This was soon

followed by another, and another, till the whole seven little

"bunnies" shared the grave under the walnut-tree, and in a day or two

the doe likewise departed: I concluded she died of grief for the loss

of her offspring.

In vain did we endeavor to discover the reason of this mortality; it

could not have been for want of food, for they consumed nearly as many

oats as the pony. At last Tom thought of the hutch, or "locker," as he

called it. "It must," said he, gravely, "have had _the_ disease." So

what that fatal complaint among rabbits is, remains a profound mystery

to us.

Now this hutch was made of new wood, in a carpenter's shop, at a cost

of nearly $10, and how it could have become infected with this fearful

complaint we could not comprehend. However, from that time we

abandoned rabbit-keeping, and resolved not, for the future, to keep

any live stock which we could not look after ourselves. We did not

attempt to do so in this case, because we were frightened at the

responsibility Tom threw on our shoulders, if we looked at them the

doe always eating her young ones was one of the evils to be dreaded by

our interference.

I suppose profit is to be made by keeping them, or tame rabbits would

not be placed in the poulterers' shops by the side of ducks and

chickens, but we are quite at a loss to know how it is accomplished.

It did not much matter in a pecuniary point of view, as it was very

doubtful if the children's pets would ever have died for the benefit

of the dinner-table, and I only insert this chapter for the purpose of

proving what I stated, viz.; that if a lady wishes her stock of any

kind to prosper, she must look after it herself. When I say prosper, I

mean without the expense being double the value of the produce she

would receive from her "four-acre farm."

We did not enter these disasters in our housekeeping book, it went

under the title of children's expenses. For my own part, I am disposed

to think that it must always be expensive to keep live stock of any

kind for which all the food has to be purchased. Had we continued to

keep our fowls in the yard, I am convinced they would have brought us

little or no profit; but the grass, worms, and other things they found

for themselves in the field, half supplied them in food, as well as

keeping them healthy. We had not one death among our poultry from

disease in the six months of which I have been relating this

experience of our farming.

Our next venture proved more prosperous than the rabbits, and will be

related in the following chapter.

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