The Grenada gazette. (Grenada, Miss.) 1885-18??, 1886-06-26
yELLowLEGs AND DAISY.

from its separate house to take a walk,
knowing nothing of each other till
they met in the meadow, where they
were hunting bugs. They were SO in
tent on their business that they stood
on the very edge Of the brook that sep
arated them before they saw each
other. ''OhH" exclaimed Daisy, very
much startled, "who are you?" "Yel-
~lowlegs," answered he, with a very
sharp look at Daisy, who looked so
dainty and well-bred, every feather in
perfect order, and eyes like stars. ON
diam" thought Daisy. "They always
give, their children queer names.
| wonder how he got here! l am SO
thankful hat big brook is between
u.s." and Daisy moved a little further
from the edge.
"What is your name?"
Daisy"
81 don't like ii. You're not a flower.
Daisy is the name of a flower"
How very rude!'' thought Daisy.
ale must belong to a queer family.
Oh, I forgot! He is an Indian
MY mother called me that because
| was white and yellow like a daisy"
Mother! What in the world is
thatpn
Daisy staggered back. ''Mother!
Why, a mother is a mother. Ones
own dear mother"
'What is it likep"
"She isn't it. She is my mother"
said Daisy, Indignantly. Haven't
you got a motherp"
mo. Why, I never heard of such a
thing before
Never heard of a mother? Why,
who takes care of you? How do you
sleep, with nobody to keep you warmP
How do you live, with nobody to love
you?"
why, l don't know what you mean
about nobody to love you,' and yell
lowlegs looked very perplexed.
why, love!-love is mothers, and
they do every thing. They keep you
under their wings when it is cold; they
watch for hawks; they find worms;
they keep off all the other chickens, so
that you can get something to eat. Oh,
mothers do every thing!' And Daisy
stood on tiptoe, and stretched her neck
to see if she could see her dear moth
er's gray dress with the white half
moon "Where do you liveP" asked
Daisy.
'Over in the barn acros this field;
and there are hundreds Of us, and hum
dreds more in the incubator, that will
be just like us, and l can not see but
that we look as you do. I'm sure,
though, hat we do not have those nice
things you call mothers"
Il do not believe that you a be the
kind of chicken for me to associate
with, if you never had a mother. Are
you very naughty I'm sure / would
be if l had no mother"
"No! I'm not naughty. / just hur-
ry round and get something to eat, and
this is our field" Here Daisy looked
very much distressed. mo one ever
told me to do any different"
'Do you ever fight over worm with
your brothers and sistersp"
81 don't know what they are" said
Yellowlegs.
mo, Of course not, if you have no
mother. What is an incubator"
asked Daisy.
'What is an incubator Why, that's
as stupid as not knowing what a
mother is. Why, that's where l came
from. It's a big box, lovely and
warm and quiet, where II man comes
and feeds you till you grow so big that
you must be taken out, and then you
live inthe barn; and when you are big
enough they let you come out in the
yard and take care of yourself"
DAISY, D-a-i-s-y!' A bright, happy
look came into Daisy's face. That's
my mother" she said.
"Do let me see a mother" begged
Yellowlegs.
please come here, mother" called
Daisy. And soon the mother and all
the brothers and sisters came in sight.
''Oh, Daisy, Daisy!' said Mrs. DOM
mick, chow you worry me by running
awayH' And then she kissed Daisy,
raised her wings. and Daisy ran under
them, but put her head out and said:
'Mother, that pretty chicken over
other side Of the brook has no
mother-only an incubator"
You poor little thing!" said Mrs.
Dominick. How I wish that I could
get over to you, and take you right
under my wing! l hope you've been
very kind to him, Daisy" And the
mother looked down doubtfully al the
quick'tempered little chicken that
often made her sad by her naughty
prsnks, Yellowlegs stood on the bank