Yet we set 100 eggs in an incubator and have almost come to the place of sterilizing our hands as well as the machine each time we touch it. We remove the chicks upon sterilized sand and give them the best and purest feeds we can find and hasten to remove every particle that is left a short time after they are through. Then we rake and scrape out the nursery every few hours and give them new and clean litter and sand and nice fresh cold water every hour or two as well. In spite of this we wonder why the little fellows die from one cause and another.

If you have been through the mill you know what I am talking about. I have been there, but have long since made it my policy to study each year, just as carefully as I did the year before the laws of nature, that I may better know how to follow the natural laws of raising chickens rather than the artificial laws laid down by man. Therefore, when I find something going wrong I figure at once I have broken some natural law and go about trying to discover what the law is. Sometimes it takes days and weeks and even several seasons to figure out just why a certain thing happened. At times we make a figure out just why a certain thing happened. At times we make a failure, or have trouble, and yet declare we are doing just like we did before when we had such good success. With some time spent trying to analyze our own trouble and going over carefully every act leading up to the failure and success we might be able to arrive at a conclusion as to the cause of the trouble.

As a practical example of what I mean, I might cite the experience of a friend and neighbor who tried to copy after my way of raising chicks and under which I had for years had success. He asked questions and he came and observed and he declared he was doing just as I said and as he saw me do and yet was having trouble with bowel trouble in his chicks and chicks dying. The matter annoyed me so that I commenced to believe I was on the wrong track with my plan and my chicks were living in spite of