Western Reserve chronicle. [volume] (Warren, Ohio) 1855-1921, 1867-06-12
RreakIng up q settlng HOE.

Timothy, that yaller hens settin'
agin,' said Mrs. Hayes to her son, one
morning at breakfast.
"Well, let her set, !" remarked limo
thy, helping himself to large piece oi
cheese. "I reckon can stand it al
long as she can"
al do wish you would try to be 8
little equinomicsl to cheese, Timothy
Pve cut the very last of my every day
lot, and its only the lst of May. And
now as soon as you've done eating ]
want you to 60 out and break up that
hen. She's setting on an old ak and
two bricks now"
al hope she'll hatch 'em," returned
Timothy.
"If she was set now, she'd hatch the
fourth week in May. It's a bad sign
something alters happen arter it. Stop
gigling, HELEN Maria; by the time
you git to be as old as your ma. yell
see further than you do now. There
was Jenkins folks. their grey top knot
Matched the last of May. and Mrs. Jen-
kins, she had the conjunction of the
lungs. and would have died if they
hadn't killed lamb and wrapped her
in the hide while it was warm. That
was all that saved her."
With such g startling proof of the
truth and the omen before him, Timo-
thy finished his breakfast in haste aud
departed for the bern, from which he
soon returned bearing the squalling
biddy by the legs.
"What shall do with her, mother ?
She'll get on again, and she's cross as
bedlam-she skinned my hands, and
would be the death Of me could she
get loose" flag- Ema
"I've heer'n il said that it was a good
plan to throw 'em up in the air, said
Mrs Hayes. Aunt Peggy broke one
of sittin' only three times trying
Spose'n you try it," ..,.5-llav -
"Up she goes. head or tall" cried
Tim as he tossed the volcano sl1yward. !.
Land o-aassy," exclaimed Mrs. H..
"she's coming down in the pan of bread
that set out on the great rock torisei
Tim. it's strange that you can't do
nothing without OVERRIDING it,"
''Down with the traitors, up with the
stars," sang out Tim, eleyating biddy
again with something less than a pint
of batter hanging to her feet.
Good gracious me, wuss and wuss, y
cried Mrs. Hayes, aud Tim agreed with
her, for the hen had come down on the
we'll polished tile of Esquire Bennett,
who happened to be passing, and the
digni6ed old gentleman was the father
of Cynthy Bennett, the young lady
with whom Tim was seriously enam-
cured.
The SQUIRE looked daggers, brushed
off the dough with his handkerchief,
and strobe on in silence.
Eyes, but it's going up again, said
Tim, spitefully seizing the elucking
biddy and tossing her at random into
the air. Biddy thought it time To-
manifest her individuality, and with q
loud scream she darted against the
parlor window, broke through. knock
ed down the canary csge, aud landed
plump in the silken lap Of Mrs. Gray,
who was boarding at the. farmhouse
Mrs. Gray screamed with horror, and
starting up dislodged biddy, Who flew
at her reflection in the looking-glass
with an angry hiss. The glass was
shattered and down came the hen, as
tonished beyond measure, against
vase Of flowers. which upset. and in
falling knocked over the stand dish
and deluged with water pair of drab-
colored Velved slippers which Helen
Maria was embroidering for her lover,
Mr.. James Henshaw. --t1
Helen entered the room just as the
mischief had been done, aud viewing |
the ruinshs at once laid it to her broth
er Timothy. She heard his step be-
hind her, and grabbing the unfortu-
nate hen she flung it full into his face.
There was 3 smothered oath, and
the hen came back with the force of
q tweuty-pouud shot.