620 



Fig. 2. — The whole floik 

 of tliem about 7 weeks old. 



if 9 (1 icks, 3 of them 10 weeks old and 6 



now has a little girl " of his very own." 

 And it affords me wonderful pleasure — in 

 fact, a thrill of joy and thanksgiving, to be 

 able to present to the readers of Gleanings 

 the happy mother and the bright little baby 

 with that wondrous smile that she gave her 

 friends when just 18 days old. I think 

 some good woman called that first smile that 

 the baby gives her friends a "three-cornered 

 smile." Just notice that sweet little mouth 

 opened enough to indicate that she too is 

 feeling happy and thankful to get just a 

 brief glimpse of this great and wonderful 

 world and all the rest of the attendant vast 

 universe.* Oh! what is a home without a 

 baby? May I digress just a little right 

 here? 



I once knew a beautiful woman. She 

 married a bright and educated man; and as 

 the years passed by he wanted a baby, one 

 or more of them, in his household. Then 

 there was a disagreement in the matter. If 

 I am correct a divorce resulted. She gave 

 her reasons, so far as T can recollect, some- 

 thing like this : 



" My good sir, if you thought when you 

 married me that I was going to be mother 

 to a lot of babies, I want to tell you that 

 you are greatly mistaken." 



She declined the office of motherhood, 

 probably because of its cares and burdens. 

 T have heard people talk about living for 

 self, without care or regard or feeling of 

 responsibility for anybody else or for com- 

 ing generations after them. 



*A BRIEF SKETCH OF THE ANCESTRY OF THE BABY 

 IN THE PICTURE. 



I was horn Dec. 9, 1839. Mrs. Root and I were 

 married Sept. 29, 1861. Our first-born daughter, 

 Mrs. Maud Calvert, was born April 16, 1865, the 

 day after the death of Abraham Lincoln. Mr. and 

 Mrs. Calvert were married Sept. 1, 1885. Tlieir old- 

 est child, Howard R. Calvert, was born Nov. 13, 

 1891, and was married June 29, 1915. The baby in 

 the picture was born May 21, 1916. 



Thru a kind and merciful Providence I am able 

 to say today, June 26, 1916, there has been no death 

 among the children, grandchildren, or great-grand- 

 children up to date. 



GLEANINGS IN BEE CULTURE 



Let US now talk about 

 chickens a little. 



In our Home paper 

 for May I told you 

 about Lady Egiintine 

 and the nine chicks, and 

 their successful trip to 

 Ohio when part of i^hem 

 were only a week old. I 

 am glad to tell you that 

 not a chick has been 

 lost. In pictures 1. 2, 3, 

 4, I give you a glimpse 

 of them when the oldest 

 were about ten weeks 

 old. The young rooster 

 in No. 1 has been giving 

 us a delightful little crow every morning for 

 two or three weeks. Nos. 3 and 4 give you 

 a picture of our poultry -yard ; and No. 5 is 

 a picture of myself running that new culti- 

 vator. When Huber took the picture No. 4 

 I supposed I was all out of sight; but he 

 played a trick on me. I did not know I 

 was going to be taken, so I neglected to 

 straigiiten up, and there you have got me 

 .stoop-shouldered. In No. 5 I straightened 

 up a little better. To tell the truth, I never 

 realize that I am getting to be stoop-shoul- 

 dered (or in danger of becoming so) unless 

 somebody takes a picture of me unawares. 

 Well, now about that poultry-yard. 



We have only a limited amount of space 

 around our home in Medina, and I wanted 

 to give the 9 chicks a place for exercise 

 without encroaching on my garden. In 

 order to keep off the west and north winds, 

 years ago I planted a line of evergTeens 

 about eight feet apart; and the ground on 

 each side of these evergreens is no good for 

 gardening as a matter of course; so I put 



Fig. 1. — Lady Eglintine's chicks when the little 

 rooster was about 10 weeks old. 



