The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1890-04-02

IUtHtuye ut Gtc A<uuteS l1OWS POUfuuL
About month before Easter there comes
TO the farm house a scarcity of eggs. The
farmers wife begins to abuse the weasels
aud the cats as the probable cause of the
paucity. The feline tribe q e assaulted with
many harsh "s;catm on tbs suspicion of
their foGdness for omelets III the raw. Gus
tards fail from the table. The DOminick
bens are denounced as not worth their
mush. Meanwhile, Che boys stand round
the corner 10 broad grin at what is the
discontinue of the rest Of the family.
The truth must be told that the boys, in
anticipa ION of Easter, hsve, in slme hole
in the NOV, or some barrel III the wagon
house, been hiding eggs. If the youngsters
understand their business they VIII com
promise the matter and see that at leaat
small supply goes to the house every dav
Too great greed on the part of the boy will
discover tie whole plot, and the charge will
be made: "De Witt, believe you are hiding
the ergsln Forthwith the boy is collsred
and compelled to disgorge his possessions.
Now, there is nothing more trying to q
boy than. after great care in accommodating
these shelly resources, to have to place the
in a basket and bring them forth to the
light two weeks before Easter BOYS there
fore manage with skill and dext4rity.
About this time of the year you see them
lurking much about the barrack and hay
loft. You see them crawling out from
stacks OF straw and walking away rapidly
with their hands behind them. They look
very innocent. for | have noticed that the
look of innocence in boys is proportionate
to the amount of mischief with which they
are stuffed. They seem to be deter
mined to risk their lives on now
poles where the hay is thin. They
come out from under the stable
floor in despicable state of toilet, and can
g. HI.
of apparel. Hens 1ltter off the nest with
an unusual squawk, for the boys cannot
wait any longer for the slow process of
laying and hens have no business to stand
in the way of Easter. The most tedious
hours of my boyhood were spent in waiting
for hen to get off her nest. No use to
scare her off, for then she will get mad. and
just as like az not take the egg with her.
Indeed, think the boy is excusable for his
haste il his brother has dozen eggs and he
has only eleven.
At this season of the year the hens are
melancholy. They want to hatch, but how
can they? They have the requisite DISPOSE
ton, and the capacity, and the feathers,
the will. and the nest, and everything, but
the eggs. With that deficit, they some
times sit obstinately and defy the boys APP
proaches. Many boy has felt the sharp
bill of old Dominick strike the back of his
reused the whole farmhouse to see what the
matter was. had it not been that the boy
wanted to excite no suspicion as to the
nature of his expedition. Immediately
over the hens head comes the boys cap,
and there is scatteration Of feathers all
over the hay-mow and the boy is victor.
But at last the evening before Easter
comes. While the old people are on the
piazza the children come in with the &C
cumulated treasures of many weeks, and
put down the baskets. Eggs, large aud
small, wbite-sheled and brown, Cochin
Chinas and BurrampooterS. The character
of the hen is INDICATED. The cat may now
lie in the sun without being kicked by false
susDicions The surprised exclamation of
parents more than compensateS the boys for
the strategy of long concealment The
meanest thing In the world is for father and
mother not to look surprised in such cir
cumstanceS.