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Show For the Sake of Novelty Small Glrt'i Excellent Reasons for Wishing She Might Be a Hen, If Only on Occasional Sunday. Out bark of ihe bonne on a grassy lank overlooking the rhlcken yard, snt Miss Thung and Margaret hut Sunday. They were absorbed, especially espe-cially Margaret, lu watching Ihe i hickens. "They scratch Just the same on Sunday." Sun-day." observed Margaret reflectively, as they do on weekdays It's wicked, I 'apose." "Oh. no. It Isn't wicked," objected Ml, a Thung "My mother says thnt 'musmenlon Sunday Is bad for the soul." remarked Mnrgnrei "Mut chickens are not like Utile hoya and girls, are thry'" she luestloned with a baby sigh. "No, thry nfe qulle different." "Thry haven't got a soul, have Ihey?" pursued (be child "No." Murgnret paused long and reflectively. reflect-ively. "I wlah I was a ben," she said it Inst with decltlon. "Hut don't you Ilka to be mamma's dear little girl?" Inquired Miss Thung In eurprlee. "Oh, yes. I 'spose ao," replied Margaret. Mar-garet. "Hut." aha concluded wistfully. "I think I (Should like to try being a hen for a while " |