Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1914-03-21

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to church with her. It seems she is the
only churchgoer in the Brown family
| and aside from q desire to be neighbo
| is glad Of company. 1t was news I was
pleased to hear. for Jane sets a good
deal of store by her church and / had
been afraid she wouldn't get many OPP
portunities to go. 1t was rather fortu-
| nate coincidence that she and Mrs. Brown
are members of the same denomina ton
Jane Got Back in Time.
Jane got back in time so that We had
our usual 3 o'clock Sunday dinner. 1t
was at the dinner table that 1 heard
| the story of the hunting trip which Jim
and Ned took Saturday morning with
Bud Brown. Bud owns a rabbit dog
and a single-larrel shotgun. Jim and
Ned took their thousand shootin' air
rifles, though they were inclined to look
comparison with Buds armament.
The boys had been gone about two
hours. Jane said when all three of them
came bursting into the house, painting
and wild-eyed. Jane became Very much
excited. because it was some time before
the boys got breath enough to tell what
Was wrong. Here is the tale, shorn of
some of the coloring obviously due to
boyish imagination:
They walked two three miles back
and went through a woods the boys in
sist was a mile wide. Jim and Ned of
course, had only ha2y notion as to
distance or direction. and 1 don't think
Sud cared to be too specific; In the
edge of the woods they flushed a flock
of turkeys. Bud" said they We're wild
turkeys. and when he gave the word all
three |pened fire The feathers flew from
big gobbler. and the entire flock went
gobbling and screeching to q small farm
which mn
hadn't noticed.
They stood there. a little panic-strick-
en- l imagine, when a woman came out
Of the house. She had a double-barrel
shotgun in her hands and blood in her
eyes.
Opened Fire ON Boys.
"Iil teach you little heathens to shoot
my turkeys" she shouted, and raising the
gun. she blazed away, first one barrel
and then the other
The boys u.un't stay to argue the
matter. They took to their heels. and
never slackened speed until they were
in sight of home. The woman reloaded
several times. they said. and continued
to shoot at them. Every time the gun
cracked Jim exclaimed. God save me!
God save met and he says he could
feel the shot singing his back.
Il didn't do any hollerin'," Ned de-
IL
running"
,ud'' and Jim held on to their guns
but Ned either threw his away to be
free of the handicap or dropped 1t in
the excitement. After thinking it over,
decided no action on my part was de-
manded, unless complaint by the owner
OF the turkeys should throw another light
on the affair. 1 think the boys had their
lesson. and the next time they 60 hunt
ing they'll be careful not to take pot
shots at barnyard fowls.
The incubator question has been alb
sorbing all my attention this week. The
outfit I bought Saturday went out on
Mondays freight, and as I already had
arranged at Lovitt's store to have it sent
up in the delivery wagon, 1t was at the
house when 1 got home from the Office
Monday night. AS soon as had finished
dinner 1 got my Ratchet and tackled the
job of unpa cking.
There was book of directions inside,
and 1t all looked simple. on paper, but
1t was midnight before had the machine
put together and was ready to light the
lamp. l must not have much Of knack
at mechanical contrivances, for when it
came to assembling the parts Of the ther-
mostat and adjusting it had all sorts
of trouble.
According to the directions, it is neces-
sary to run an incubator several days
before intrusting eggs to 1t, in order to
have all the apparatus working properly
and the temperature holding evenly at
IO2k degrees. 1 had 40 eggs engar ed
for Thursday, SO hadn't much time for
But it was SO late Mon
day night before 1 got the incubator set
up that put off starting the lamp until |
Tuesday evening.
Nurses Incubator Like Child.
Tuesday night until IL o'clock and |
again until Wednesday midnight sat up |
with that incubator like a mother with |
a sick child. / screwed the thermostat
regulator up and screwed it down, tried
a high flame and a low one, but the
had no more regard for that
IO21s mark than blind horse has for a
Keep off the grass sign. In theory,
when everything is properly adjusted. the
mercury rises to the mark in the Their
at which you have set the
and the thermostat then au-
keeps it there by regulating
the lid to the vent pipe in the heater.
AS long as l sat down cellar, peering
eter, the mercury would hover between
100 and 1872 If went upstairs for a
little while it would run up to 1Oo or 1O8.
utterly disdainful Of the thermostat's
function to halt it at 1O2k.
When I went to bed Wednesday night,
leaving the lamp turned up as high as
dared, the Thermometer registered 102.
When got up Thursday morning 1t stood
at 9o. And Thursday was the day my
eggs were to be delivered at the office
l filed the lamp and trimmed the wick
Thursday morning and left the flame
burning high, trusting to Providence and
Jane that 1 would not find the house in
ashes when 1 got home. Jane was to
turn the wick down If the lamp got to
smoking. but otherwise was to let her
rip. When I got home Thursday night
with my 81 worth of eggs the thing was
sizzling The thermometer stood at 1G6
and the outside of the heater burned my
hand. The thermostat hadn't budsed the
lid to the vent pipe.
Jane Balks at Friday.
| didn't think We ought to intrust 40
eggs, which had cost cents apiece, to
a machine with such erratic tendencies,
and proposed waiting another day to see
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