The Washburn times. [volume] (Washburn, Wis.) 1896-1976, 1912-03-28

Cant you get 'em from under the
old hen? Miss Minerva is such a
Christian woman, she amt"
you done fool me bout that
'ligious business befo'," interrupted
Billy, IAN got put to bed In the day
| time"
well, she won't never miss two or
three eggs" coaxed Jimmy. How
many did she put under the old hen 2"
"She put fifteen.' was the response,
IAN / don't believe she'd want me to
tech EN-"
They're bout the prettiest eggs
ever was" continued the tempter, 'all
blue and pink and green, and bout
million kinds. They're just perzact-
ly like rabbits eggs"
me an Wilkes Booth Lincoln amt
never hear teller no rabbits eggs
sence we's born" said Billyc Il don't
berlieve rabbits lays eggs nohow."
They don't lay 'em 'cept to East
err" said Jimmy. Miss Cecilia splain-
ed it all to me and she's my Sunday
School teacher and rabbits is bound
to lay eggs cause it's in the Bible and
she's bout the prettiest 'splainer they
is. I'm going over there now to see
bout my eggs" and he made believe
to leave the swing
LES us slip roun' to the hen-house
an see what the oil hens a-dOin',
suggested the sorely tempted Billy.
Aunt Minerva is a-makin' me some
night-shirts an she amt takin' no no
tice of nothin' else."
They tiptoed stealthily around the
house to the backyard. but found the
hen-house door locked.
Cant you get the key?" asked the
younger child.
Nav, can't replied the other
boy, but you can git in th'oo this
here little hole what the chickens
goes in at, whiles watches fer Aunt
Minerva. I'll stand right here an
hol' my cap while you fetches me the
eggs. An don't you take more'n five
or SIX" he warned.
''I'm skeered of the old hen,' OBJ
iected Jimmy. us she much of q
pecker?"
Nav, she amt a-goin' to hurt you."
was the encouraging reply. cit up
an crawl th'oo; I'll help YOU"
Billy, having overcome his scruples,
now entered into the undertaking
with great zest.
Jimmy climbed the chicken ladder,
kicked his chubby legs through the
o~o,+,ro b,,,o r,,crordad IN hiu fat
little middle for an instant, and final
ly, with much painting and Juggling,
wriggled his plump, round body into
the hen-house. He walked over where
lonesome looking hen was sitting
patiently on a nest. He put out
cautious hand and the hen promptly
gave it vicious peck.
BILLY" he called angrily, you got
to come in here and hold this old
chicken; she's bout the terriblest
pecker they is"
Billy stuck his head in the little
square hole. 60 at her from behind,
he suggested; put yo' hand under
her easy like, an don let her know
what you's up to"
Jimmy tried to follow these instruc-
lions. but received another peck for
his pains. He promptly mutinied.
IF you want any eggs" he de-
clared, scowling at the face framed in
the aperture, you can come get EN-
yourself. l done monkeyed with this
chicken all I'm going to-"
SO Billy climbed up and easily got
his lean little body through the open
ing. He dexterously caught the hen
by the nape of the neck, as he had
seen Aunt Cindy do, while Jimmy
reached for the eggs.
IF we amt done lef my cap out
side on the groun'," said Billy What
we goin' to put the eggs in?"
well, that's just like you, Billy.
you all time got to leave your cap on
the ground. I'll put EN- in my blouse
till you get outside and then I'll hand
em to you. How many you going to
take?"
1--WE might just as we'll git EN- all
now" said Billy. Aunt Cindy say
they's some kinder hens won't lay no
chickens t all If folks put they hands
in they nests an this here hen look
like to me she's one of them kind, so
the roster the eggs II jest be waste.
any how, cause you done put 20
hans In her nes', an dominicker
amt a-goin to stan no projeckin'
with her eggs. Hurry up"
Jimmy carefully distributed the
eggs inside his blouse, and Billy once
more crawled through the hole and
stood on the outside waiting, cap In
hand, to receive them.
But the patient hen had at last
raised her voice in angry protest and
set I'D a furious cackling, which SO
frightened the little boy on the inside
that The was panic-stricken. He caught
hold of low roost pole, swung him.
self up and, wholly unmindful OF his
blouse full of eggs, pushed his lower
A pair of chubby, sturdy legs, down
which were slowly trickling little vel
low rivulets, and half a plump, round
body were all that would go through.
"Pull!" yelled the owner of the
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