As most farmer
boys know, when eggs were to be hatched,
you put them under what was called, in farm parlance,
a "settin' hen. I heard of a woman who
tried quite another plan. Having
become involved with 'equal rights' and feminist extremists, she was
obsessed with the idea that all males were shirkers,
and the burdens of life, were too
much carried by the females.
She delighted in bees, because they
killed their drones, but a peacock was to her an abomination She lived on a
small farm and made
life miserable for the barnyard rooster. To her, he
was the symbol of all that was selfish, lazy,
bombastic, and masculine.
She cut off the plume feathers of his tail and threw
stones at him when he dared to crow within heaving distance.
He was abashed in her presence, as she told herself a
man would be if she had one.
One day it occurred to her that the rooster ought to take his turn at incubating
eggs, giving each brooding hen an
Of course the rooster would not stay on a nest willingly, and she devised a plan
for enforcing her will. She bored two holes through
the bottom of the nest box, put his legs through the holes and tied
them together underneath the box.
The brooding hen was frantic in her desire to get
back to her nest. She wanted no
such vacation! While the poor rooster exhausted
himself in his struggles to
get free. Only the
silly woman was happy, and her happiness abated somewhat when the eggs,
that survived being broken,
failed to hatch.
Was the woman lacking in sagacity? Not
any more than those who forget that
God knew what was best when he designed chickens and families. Those who want
the best out of life will respect His arrangements and will not be disappointed!