Margaret Mahaney Talks About TurkeysMahaney, Margaret
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Margaret Mahaney Talks About Turkeys
Mahaney, Margaret
Turkeys
A great many people write to me, saying that they lose their
pullets and young turkeys after they have grown the first
feathers. I never lose a turkey at that time. I grow my turkeys
in runs as you would chickens and it is a beautiful sight to see
well onto three hundred healthy, strong turkeys in runs placed
side by side. I never have any trouble with my young turkeys. As
I said before in another part of my work, blackhead never appears
in my flock until the turkey is six and seven months old. When I
see any signs of blackhead, I move all my turkeys to new ground,
disinfect all my coops with Presto Disinfectant, and start in to
cure my blackhead, as described on page 79. I wait for a wet day,
and put lime on the ground that I moved the coops from, as
turkeys are very apt to return to their old dwelling place. In
that way, I keep down blackhead. It is a very simple disease if
taken in time and easily cured.
When I first started raising turkeys, my little pullets died
after they were feathered and about seven or eight weeks old.
Some of them would not shoot the red until they were weighing two
and a half pounds. Their heads would be dark, and their steps
slow and dragging. As I said before, the blood lay dormant in the
liver, and thus started blackhead. If a turkey does not throw the
red, when seven or eight weeks old, on close examination it will
be found that the abdomen is dark and of a bluish cast. The flesh
is not in good condition, whereas in a young healthy turkey that
has thrown the red at that age, the flesh will be pure and white.
MY FIRST SUCCESSFUL FIGHT AGAINST BLACKHEAD
When I first started to raise turkeys, and one came down with
blackhead, I thought that there was no cure for her. I did all I
possibly could, and if she died, I judged that she had to and
that there was absolutely nothing that could be done to prevent
it.
One year I brought two handsome pullets in from Kentucky. They
were fine, strong handsome birds, well marked, with splendid
barrings, and a beautiful bronze. I grew extremely fond of them.
When the spring of the year came on, about the last of March,
around laying time, one of those two birds came down with
blackhead and I determined that I would make a fight for her life.
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