MY FAILURES 
old incubator wrapped in a blaze, the 
flames reaching nearly to the thatched 
roof. Now, you can just bet your boots 
that there was some lively hustling to get 
that fire put out before that thatched roof 
ignited. I succeeded. I also succeeded in 
getting that old incubator hot; and it was 
considerably wet, too, when I got that fire 
put out. But I succeeded in saving that 
old cow-stable and what was left of the 
old incubator. 
Now, I suppose you think I was dis- 
couraged, but I was not in the least. You 
see, I had the chicken fever, and, like 
typhoid, it never subsides until it runs its 
course; and anybody with the chicken 
fever never gets discouraged. Well, I 
proceeded to repair that old incubator and 
make some improvements on the heating 
apparatus so it would not take fire again; 
T lit the lamps, and, after keeping them 
burning for a week or two more, the 
sawdust was dry and the tempera- 
ture was right, and the poor old thing 
was then ready to sit. 
I scoured the neigh- 
borhood to get five hun- 
dred eggs to sit that old incubator on. It 
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My First Hatch 
