The other chicken themed gift is also an antique, one with a connection to the glass capital of Indiana. I had no idea what it was when I opened it. Apparently, it's a chicken catcher. This one was some swag from Shatto's Electric Hatchery, circa whenever it was you could have a telephone number that was 315. Shatto's Electric Hatchery, by the way, has also now become the name of the pub I will never and have never thought of opening.
|Look at the range!|
|Yup, 315 was the telephone number|
|I'm not exactly sure why you advertise a hatchery with the adjective 'electric'|