Every one on the farm is gathered around the cook stove today. Ambitious house cleaners have taken down the heating stove for the summer. The kitchen is the only comfortable room. Prairie grass and potatoes like this cool damp weather. But chicks and kittens and babies thrive on sunshine. Barefoot boys, with their shaved heads, shiver and make us cold. The clipped ewes seem to ask if we took off their fur coats too soon. And every one digs out a winter comforter at night – the bedding we had stored away for the summer.
The mallard drake has only one companion now. The rest of his harem are setting – on beautiful blue green eggs. The turkey eggs are pipped and we’re pretty sure the guineas have a nest in the hedgerow.
The lad was tempted to take one of the killdeer eggs to add to his collection. Four good sized eggs with brown splotches which looked as if they had been carelessly painted on. Someone told him if he touched a killdeer nest the mother would never return. He merely gazed at the eggs and counted himself lucky that he had even found the nest. Last week he saw a pair of killdeer run along the ground and act as if they were badly hurt. As he neared the nest a baby, just hatched, ran up the slope as fast as the boy could go. A tiny creature – all legs. It seemed an imposition to chase it so hard but he did want a good look at it. Suddenly the tiny bird crouched down in a small hole. Not an eyelash did it move for more than half an hour. But that time the uncles and aunts and grandparents were circling and crying and feigning injuries. The child looked for the nest. He could not find it nor any other small birds. No doubt they were hiding behind a rock or under a weed. There are no clumps of grass in the pasture this spring.
The send-a-dime craze has penetrated to the country. The children came in eagerly with a whole bunch of letters. We recognized the handwriting of a dear friend. Hopefully we tore open the envelope to hear all about her exciting experiences. Our face fell when we found a typewritten prosperity letter. Send 10 cents, six letters or 18 cents postage, 1 cent each for five copies of the form. Total 33 cents per letter. Six letters are in the mail today. How shall we know which chain would be the most profitable? Six times 33 is $1.98. Instead of a dime investment it looks like two dollars. Eggs are 20 cents a dozen – 10 dozen eggs. Six letters in the kitchen stove and two dollars in our pockets.