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Histories of Game Strains........dedication to the c**kers and fanciers of the current and coming generations who wish to make c**kfighting breeding as business other than for pleasure. References and matters contained herein some appeared in Magazines like Grit and Steel, Game Fowl Magazines and others.
Wisconsin Red Shufflers by DH Pierce. The date of this article is January 31, 1927. It gave me a great thrill to be invited by our good journal, Grit and Steel, to write the history of my strain of fowl known as the Wisconsin Red Shufflers, and with due appreciation and thanks I comply with your request. It’s unnecessary to enter into all the little details experienced in the breeding of these fowls during the past years and I shall therefore be brief. At this season of the year there are many mains and tournaments taking place and we will like to read about them, consequently I feel that space is limited.
In the summer of 1883 my great uncle John . Pierce, a lover of good running horses and quite a sportsman in those days, was living with my folks and naturally he and I were race meetings and returning home on this occasion, brought with him a large blue-red game c**k and presenting him to me remarked: ‘There my boy , is a real fighting rooster, take good care of him”. I immediately became enthusiastic, put the game c**k away in the loft of our barn and during the next few days proceeded to clean up a couple of common rooster my parents had running among our own folk. I fondled the bird daily and got him very tame and then by tormenting him I finally got him so he would fight me. Our home was located on second street which led to the paper mills of the Fox River Valley and afternoons when the workmen were either going or coming from work, I would get out in the front yard with my rooster and spar with him. He would come for me viciously and I in return would beat him off by striking him on the breast. It was a great amusement for the passerby and sometimes there would be as many as a dozen lined up watching the performance. This was the beginning of my game chicken career. The following year I bought some game bantams and kept and bred them until I left home to attend Racine College in the fall of 1886. The college grounds adjoined what was then the known as the J.I. Case race horse farm and track. This was the home of J.I.C., the famous race horse. Naturally I loved horses and it didn’t take me long to get acquainted. Afternoons off I made a beeline for stables. We had always had horses at home and so I knew a little something about driving and the trainers at the track finally allowed me to drive and exercise some of the horses. They had game chicken here too, some Dominiques and some dark-reds and I got great enjoyment listening to the boys discuss their merits. I finally found out that the reds came from a Mr. F.W. McDougall, of Indianapolis, Ind., and the following spring of 1887 I bought a stag and two pullets, had them shipped to the J.I.Case Farm and kept them there until the summer of 1888 when I left school, then shipped them home. The stag was a dark, deep red with very dark face, the pullets very dark brown bodies with red hackles. Mr. McDougall wrote me when shipping the trio that they were his strain of New Macks. In the meantime I had gotten hold of a game paper, it was published if I remember correctly, by a man by name of Barnes, at Battle Creek, Mich. By this time I was what my father termed “chicken crazy”. Father didn’t like my chicken enthusiasm so well, but I was mother’s boy and she didn’t object so strenuously. Anyway, I watched the journals closely as they came from month to month and finally concluded to buy more chickens and chose Col. G. Perk Huddleston, of Lebanon, Tenn., as the mn to buy from. I certainly chose well. He was a grand old man and always sent me fine birds. The first I bought was three stags, a Dominique, a blue-red Gladiator and a red, a half Cork Irish and half Seven Strain Inside Red. By this time I had become quite well versed for a young fellow in game chickens.I discovered that some were being raised and fought about here and so when the fighting season came, I trotted mine out to fight them. My first venture was quite successful and won two fights. Oh boy! How joyous I felt. I correspond frequently with Mr. Huddleston and the following summer of 1889 made a trip to his home to visit him and see his birds. The picture of the old gentleman and his home are still vivid in my mind. I stayed with him nearly two weeks. We talked chicken day in day out. He has Cuban Dominiques, Blue Red Gladiators, Seven Strain Inside Reds and those he called his Cork Irish. These Cork Irish took my eye,especially a little c**k he had over one of his brood yards, beautiful red with an orange tipped hackle. I wanted this c**k badly and finally persuaded the old gentleman to let me have him for Thirty Dollars which was a pile of money in those days to pay for a chicken. To be continued.........thanks for reading.
I brought this c**k home with several others and mated him with the two McDougall New Mack hens I had. From this mating I raised a nice bunch of stags which I placed on walks and then as c**ks in 1890 I fought them in my first main against a combination of local parties and won easily. This particular mating was the original foundation of my Wisconsin Red Shufflers. The following season i bred the New Mack stag I had purchased from Mr. McDougall over three half Seven Strain Inside Red, half Cork Irish hens which I bought from Mr.Huddleston and again was rewarded with good off-spring. We had plenty of room at home and I erected several yards, such as they were, and here bred these fowl. Of course from time to time I purchased fowl from both Mr. Huddleston and Mr. McDougall, selected the very best I knew how and the best fighters. I was going good, always winning my share of the fights. Then I began looking for a name to call my birds. We were conditioning some c**ks for a main and my best side kick in the game at that time was Mr. Charles Fose. The conditioning was being done in his stable, and I said to him one day: “Charlie, what shall I call these birds”? He remarked: “Call them Wisconsin Red Shufflers,”and right then and there the name was definitely decided upon. Possibly some of you readers will remember Mr. Fose as the man who brought out the first Lone Pacer, “Happy Jack.” This horse gave many exhibitions of the lone pacing and was a wonderful performer. Then in the spring of 1892 I purchased a Denny Mahoney Gull c**k. He was a black breasted red with red eyes and a willow green leg, and this c**k I bred over a yard of hens which I had raised from my McDougall-Cork Irish mating. I lost the Mahoney Gull c**k after breeding him the first year but later on used two of his sons as brood c**ks over some of my older hens and from these crosses there came some wheaten colored pullets and some stags that were black-reds and looked very much like the original Mahoney Gull c**k. I figured I had made mistake in making the cross because so many of the youngsters came lighter colored than either the Huddleston or MrDougall fowl, and from the very beginning I admired the birds that came of even color, then on the other hand whenever I fought one of the lighter colored stags which now only contained a 1/4 of the Mahoney Gull blood, they always proved terrific hitters and hard fighters and so I bred and kept them in with the rest. Today there remains only a small amount of the Gull blood in my fowl, nevertheless, it is sufficient and strong enough to produce many throwbacks, like or very near like the old Mahoney c**k, and these throwbacks are the fowl that I now speak of as “My Cottontails”because the stags are black-reds in color, usually having red eyes and green or bluish colored legs and show rather a large tuft of soft, fluffy white feathers at the base of their tail, while the pullets and hens are sort of dark black-reds, usually showing brown or what we call robin breasts. To be continued........thanks for reading.
