MY FAILURES 
across the ‘‘dape’’ and married a Yankee. 
The lady with the roguish twinkle in 
her eye, who was so anxious to loan me 
her incubator, was not present at this 
hatching (?), but I began to see what that 
roguish twinkle meant, and after I had 
improved her incubator and made a suc- 
cessful hatch with it, she was anxious to 
get it back; so I hauled it back without 
delay, and she said she would not charge 
me anything for the use of it. I thanked 
her very kindly, and I think, as I did so, 
I must have had something of a twinkle 
in my eye, for she gave me a curious look 
as I bowed myself out of her presence. 
The twinkle that I suspect was gleaming 
from my eye was caused by the belief that 
I had, that she could not succeed with it 
even after I had rebuilt it and put a regu- 
lator on it; for the regulator was a com- 
plicated electrical device that nobody but 
an experienced electrical engineer could 
fathom and make work. She did not ask 
for any advice, and I did not offer any, 
for unasked-for advice is seldom, if ever, 
appreciated or heeded. 
While we all have a little revenge in 
us, and I guess I have my share, yet I 
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