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she will drink. In a week she will be cured and come back to 

 the flock with a good appetite, and in another week she will 

 begin to lay. The philosophy of this method is that the scanty 

 ration makes the hen uneasy and she forgets her desire for 

 incubation. It won't hurt her to go a little hungry for a few 

 days, for if she is in a condition to sit she has stored up plenty 

 of fat and it will do her good to consume some of it. It is a 

 fact not generally known that where no nest eggs are used 

 and where the eggs laid are gathered two or three times a 

 day, hens are not nearly so likely to get broody as they are 

 when they feel a clutch of eggs under them every time they 

 go on the nest. 



The two requisites of success in the poultry business are 

 brains and pains. 



The poultryman who expects winter eggs from immature 

 or stunted pullets is going to be badly disappointed. It re- 

 quires good food, good care and a good, steady growth from 

 shell to maturity to develop winter layers. 



A SETTIN' HEN. 



When a hen is bound to set, 



Seems as though 'tin't etiket 



Dowsin' her in water till 



She's connected with a chill. 



Seems as though 'twas skursely right 



Givin' her a dreadful fright, 



Tyin' rags around her tail, 



Poundin' on an old tin pail, 



Chasin' her around the yard. 



Seems as though 'twas kinder hard 



Bein' kicked and slammed and shooed 



'Cause she wants to raise a brood. 



I sh'd say it's gettin' gay 



Jest 'cause natur' wants its way. 



While ago my neighbor, Penn, 



Started bustin' up a hen; 



Went to yank her off the nest, 



Hen, though, made a peck and jest 



Grabbed his thumbnail good and stout, 



Liked to yanked the darn thing out. 



Penn he twitched away and then 



Tried again to grab the hen. 



But, by ginger, she had spunk, 



'Cause she took and nipped a chunk 



Big's a bean right out his palm, 



Swallowed it. and cool and calm 



Histed up and yelled "Cah-dah !" 



Sounded like she said "Hoo-rah !" 



Wai, sir, when that hen done that, 



Penn, he bowed, took off his hat, 



Spunk jest suits him, you can bet 



"Set," says he, "gol darn y, SET." 



Holman F. Day in Lewiston Journal. 



