Zebediah was in the fertilized egg business. He had several
hundred young layers, called pullets, and eight or ten roosters, whose
job was to fertilize the eggs.
Zeb kept records, and any rooster that didn't perform well went into the soup
pot and was replaced. That took an awful lot of Zeb's time; so, Zeb got a set
of tiny bells and attached them to his roosters. Each bell had a different
tone so that Zeb could tell, from a distance, which rooster was performing.
Now he could sit on the porch and
fill out an efficiency report simply by listening to the bells.
Zeb's favorite rooster was old Brewster. A very fine specimen he was, too.
But on this particular morning, Zeb noticed that Brewster's bell had not rung
at all! Zeb went to investigate. The other roosters were chasing pullets,
bells a-ringing! The
pullets, hearing the roosters coming, would run for cover. But, to Zeb's
amazement, Brewster had his bell in his beak, so it couldn't ring. He'd sneak
up on a pullet, do his job and walk on to the next one.
Zeb was so proud of Brewster that he entered him in the county fair.
Brewster was an overnight sensation.
The judges not only awarded him the No Bell Piece Prize but also
the Pulletsurprise. |
