North Branch democrat. [volume] (Tunkhannock, Pa.) 1854-1867, 1866-10-31
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BREAKING UP A SETTING HEN

HelpluS lIllnoei W d IdiRc piece Oi cnccSt,
81 reckon Can stand it as long as she
can"
81 do wish You would try to be a little
equiuomical to cheese, Timothy; I've cut
the very last of my every day LOT, and it's
only the first OF May. And now as soon
AS you've done eating want you to go out
and break mp that hen. She's setting on
an old AK and two bricks now"
Il hope she'll hatch EN- returned Tim.
othy.
If she was set now, she'd hatch the
fourth week in May. Its bad sign -
something alters happens ar,er it. Stop
giggling, Helen Maria, by the time you
get to be as old aS your ma, yell see fur
ther than you do now There was Jenkins
folks, their grey top knot hatched the first
OF May, aud Mrs, Jenkins, she had the
con .juction of the lungs. and would lave
died if they had not killed lamb and wrap
ped her III Il Z hide while it's warm. That
was all that saved her lif,.
With such startling proof of the truth
and the omen before him, Timothy flushed
his breakfast in taste and depa'tcd tor the
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the squalIi hddl by the legs.
Nv hat shall do with her. mother =
! She'll get on again, and she's cross as bed
lam - She skinned my hands, and would
he the death of ME if she could only get
| loose"
1--we hrer'n it said that it was a good
plan to throw them up in the air" said
Mrs. Hayes. "Aunt Piggy broke one Of
setting only three times trying. Spose'n
you try it."
Up she goes, head CT tail :" cried Tim
othy, as he tossed the Volcano skyward.
"Laud-o-mas>y,' exclaimed Mrs. Hay es,
"she's coming down on the pan of br al
that | set ont on the great rock TO rise -
Tim, its strange that you can't do nothing
without overriding it,
"DOwn with the traitors, rp with the
stars sang out Tim, elevating biddy again
with something less than pint Of batter
han ging to her feet.
Good gracious me, wuss and wuss,"
cried Mrs. Hayes. and Tim agreed with
| her, for the hen had come down on the
we'll pol she'd tile of Esquire Bennett, who
happened to be- passing, and the dignified
old gentleman was the father Of CYNTHIA
Bennett. the vonng lady with whom Tim
was seriously enan onrrd.
The. SQUIRE lonkpd darger.. brushed off
the dough with his handkerchief, and strobe
on in silence.
Yes. hut it's going up again." said Tim.
spitcfullv seiz:ng the cneking biddv ard
! L.. inf ha Y
thocgft It time to manifest her individual
ifv, and with a loud scr'am she darted
against the parlor window, broke through.
knock town the canary cage, and landed
plump ir the siIkpn lap of Mrs. Gray, who
was boarding at the farm house.
Mrs GRAY screamed with horror, and
starting mp, dislodged bidGy. who flew at
her reflection in the looking glass with an
angry hiss, The glass was shattered and
down came the hen, astonished beyond
measure, against vase Of flowers. which
unset and in falling knocked over the
s'and-dish and deluced with water pair
of irab colored velvet slippers which Hell
on Maria was cmbroidering for her lover,
Mr.. James Henshaw.
Helen entered the room Just as the mis-
chief ad been done. and viewing the ru-
in. she at ono, laid it TO her brother Tim
othv. She heard his step behind her, and
the unfortunate hen she flung full IN his
! face.
There was a smothered oath, and the
hen came back with the force of twenty
pound shot.
Helen was mad. Her eyes were nearly
nut ont with the frathery dust and dough.
and she went at Timothy with a true femi-
nine zeal. She broke his watchgnar1 in a
dozen pieces. crushed his dIcky, and began
10 null his whiskers out by the
roots. when suddenly she remembered that
Timothy had no whiskers to pull out by the
roots.
But when she came to look closer. she
perceived the man she had nearly annihi-
lated was not Timothy, but James Hen
shaw.
Poor Helen hurst into tears and fed in
to her chamber, the nsual refuge for hero
ines; and James, after washing his face at
the kitchen sink. went home sternly resolv-
ed never to marry woman with such a
temper as Helen Haves had.
The hen. mear. while, who is the heroine,
returned to the barn 10 establish herself on
the ruin of her nest, determined to set il
the heavens fell.
Mrs. HAYES soon discovered her and she
having heard that dipping in water would
cure "broodlness" she set forth for tie
brook with the fowl in her apron.
Mrs. Weaver, an old lady Of very quar-
elsomr temperament, who resided near,
and was at swords points with Mrs. Hayes,
was just coming to the brook for pail Of
water. and spird the yellow head of the
bird preping ont from Mrs. Hayes' apron.
'There y she exclaimed, "Now I've
fonnd out what nuzzlcd me to death nigh
week. I've found out where that yellow
pulet has gone to. Mrs. Hayes, L al
] lors Enowad pou WAC wickad daseatfuI