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The Triumph of the Egg?Sherwood Anderson?1920 My father was, I am sure, intended by nature to be a cheerful, kindly man.?Until he was thirty-four years old he worked as a farmhand for a man named Thomas Butterworth whose place lay near the town of Bidwell, Ohio.?He had then a horse of his own, and on Saturday evenings drove into town to spend a few hours in social intercourse with other farmhands.?In town he drank several glasses of beer and stood about in Ben Heads saloon-crowded on Saturday evenings with visiting farmhands.?Songs were sung and glasses thumped on the bar.?At ten oclock father drove home along a lonely country road, made his horse comfortable for the night, and himself went to bed, quite happy in his position in life.?He had at that time no notion of trying to rise in the world. It was in the spring of his thirty-fifth year that father married my mother, then a country schoolteacher, and in the following spring I came wriggling and crying into the world.?Something happened to the two people.?They became ambitious.?The American passion for getting up in the world took possession of them. It may have been that mother was responsible.?Being a schoolteacher she had no doubt read books and magazines.?She had, I presume, read of how Garfield, Fin coin, and other Americans rose from poverty to fame and greatness, and as I lay beside her-in the days of her lying-in-she may have dreamed that I would Someday rule men and cities.?At any rate she induced father to give up his place as a farmhand, sell his horse, and embark on an independent enterprise of his own.?She was a tall silent woman with a long nose and troubled gray eyes.?For herself she wanted nothing.?For father and myself she was incurably ambitious. The first venture into which the two people went turned out badly.?They rented ten acres of poor stony land on Griggs Road, eight miles from Bidwell, and launched into chicken-raising.?I grew into boyhood on the place and go