“But what is the matter with that other one?” asked Tommy.
“He has just left the shell and is not dry yet,” August explained. “As soon as he is dry he will be downy like the other.”
“Hear em say ‘peep! peep!’” cried little Robbie, grasping the edge of the barrel with both hands, and stretching his short legs to their utmost extent in order to get his eyes high enough to look over the edge.
“What lots are cracked!” said Tommy. “Oh! August, here is one cracked all round.”
“Yes,” said August, “that chick will soon be out.” Even as he spoke the shell parted, and a third little bright-eyed chicken struggled out and looked about in amazement.
The children could have watched them much longer with great interest, but mamma was afraid the incubator would get too cool, and she advised August to cover it.
“How do they do it, mamma?” asked Katie.
HOW THE CHICK-
EN IS PACKED.