| Show BREAKUP G L LP P A SF SETTING HEN timothy that air hens settin a aln agin ain in SM said sald mrs hays to her son one ono morning at breakfast well let her set remarked timothy helping himself to a huge piece of cheese 1 I reckon I 1 can stand it as long as she can 1 I do wish you would try to be a little clemore more cheese timothy ive cut the very last of my every day lot and its only the first of may and now as soon as youve done eating I 1 want you to ga go out and break up that hen ashes setting on an old axe and tw two bricks now 1 I hope shell bateh hatch lem em returned timothy I 1 if she was set now shed hatch bhe fourth week in may its atsa a bad sign something allers happens arter arteria art erit it stop giggling helen maria by the time tim 0 you get to be as old as yer ma yell see further than you do now there was jenkins folks their grey top knot hatched the last of may and mrs jenkins she had the conjunction of the lungs and would have died if they killed a lamb and wrapped her in the hide while its warm that was all that saved her with such a startling proof of the truth and the omen before him timothy finished his breakfast in haste and departed for the barn from which he soon returned bearing the squalling equalling squal ling biddy by the legs what shall I 1 do with her mother shell get on again and ashes cross aa bedlam she skinned my hands and would be the death of me if she could get loose lve til ive ve heer beer heern n it said that ib it was a good plan to throw fein lein em up in the air 11 said mrs hays aunt peggy broke one of offsetting setting only three times trying aposen you try it up she goes head or tail cried T tim as he tossed the volcano skyward land a massy ll 11 exclaimed mrs H ashes coming doah inte into the pan of or bread that I 1 set out on the great rock to rise tim its strange that you cant do io nothing lothing thing without overdoing it down with the traitors up with the stars sung on tim elevating biddy a again in with something less than a pint teatter ot batter hanging banging to her feet 1 41 good gracious me sani and muss 1 CI ebbed cried ried nied mrs hays and tim agreed wl with th her for the hen had come down on the well polished tilt tut of esquire Be bennet nilet who happened to bo be passing and the dignified old gentleman was the father of cynthia bennet bonnet the young lady with whom tim was seriously enamored the squire looked daggers brushed off the dough with his handkerchief and strode on in silence yes but its going up again 11 said tim spitefully seizing the c clucking lucan g bids bidy biddy and t tasting testing 63 sting her at random into theair the air biddy thought it time to man manifest her individuality and with a loud lodd scream she darted against the parlor window broke through knocked down the can ean canary ry ca cage cae e and landed plump in in the sil sll silken en lap ap of mrs grey who was boarding at the farm house mrs grey screamed with horror and starting up dislodged bi biddy d y who flew at her reflection in the lookingglass looking glass with an angry hiss the glass was shattered and down came the hen astonished beyond measure against 0 a vase abase of flowers which upset and in fallin falling knocked over the stand dish and dehui deluged with ink and water a pair of drab colored velvet slippers which helen maria was embroidering embroider ing for her lover mr james henshaw helen entered the room just as the mischief had been done and view viewing ng the ruin she at once laid it it to her bro brother th timothy she heard his step behind her and the unfortunate hen she flung full in his face there was a smothered oath and the hen ben came back with the force of a twelve pound shot helen was mad her hir eyes were nearly put out with the feathe feathery adust dust and dough and she went at T timothy thy with true feminine zeal she broke his watch guard into a dozen pieces crushed his dickey and began to pull puli duil null his whiskers out by the roots when when sh she sho e sudden suddenly ay iy remembered that timothy had no whiskers to pull out by the roots but when she came camme to look closer she perceived that the man she had nearly annihilated was not timothy but jam james eg henshaw poor helen burst into tears and fled fied into her lier chamber the usual refuge for heroines and james after washing his face at the kitchen sink went ent home sternly resolved never to marry a woman with such a temper as helen hayes haves had the henf meanwhile who is our heroine returned to the barn to establish herself on the ruins of her nest determined to set if the heavens fell mrs hayes soon discovered her and she having heard that dipping in water would cure broodiness she h set forth forthe for the brook with the fowl in her apron mrs weaver an old lady of very quarrelsome temperament who resided near and was at swords point with mrs hayes was just coming to the brook for a pail pall of water and spied the yellow head of the bird peeping out from mrs hayes apron there she exclaimed now ive found out but what puzzled me to death nigh about a week ive lve found out where that yellow pullet has haa gone to te mis mrs hayes I allers knowel you was a wicked woman but 1 I think steal steal me steal who are you talking to mrs weaver said mrs hayes on her dignity im talking to you madame who im talking to bouye stole my hen what I 1 got over to uncle gillies and paid for in sas passengers sassen jers ashes a real dorking give her to me right here or ill use force ashes my hen and you touch her if you dare ill show you what I 1 dare yelled mrs weaver growing purple and selu sei sel ing the ill stared fowl by the tail she gave a wrench and the tail came out in her hand the sudden cessation of resistance upset mrs weavers balance and she fell backward injo o the brook splatter ing the mud and anif astonished polliwogs in every direction she was a spry woman and was soon on he feet again ready to renew the assault give me my hen she cried thrusting her fist into mrs hayes face I 1 you old hag and hypocrite you and she made a second dive divert at the bird the hen thought it proper to show her colors and uttering an unearthly yell she flew out of the covert square into the face of mrs weaver which she raked down with her nails until it resembled the pages of a ledger crossed and re reer ossed crossed with red ink mrs mra hayes caught a stick of brushwood from the fence mrs weaver did the same and a regular duel would probably have been fought if the bank of the creek had bad not nob sudden suddenly ly gave way and precipitated both the he indignant women into the water they scrambled out on opposite sides and the hen sat perched on an apple tree and cackled in triumph the ladies shook themselves anday and by consent went home whey they thoy have not spoken since the hen disappeared and was not seen until three weeks afterwards when she made mado her api appearance tearance with eleven dic die nice yellow chickens she found rund some other fowls nest and had set in spite of fate but although not broken up herself she broke up two matches for cynthia bennett was not at home homo tile the next time timothy called and mr henshaw never forgave helen for having such a temper |
