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Show New Road to Riches. Some time since a little girl who lived in a rural community appeared at the back door of a neighbor's house with a small basket in her hand. "Mrs. Smith," said she, as the neighbor answered an-swered her timid knock, "mother wants to know if you won't please lend her a dozen eggs. She wants to put them under a hen." - "Put them under a hen?" was the wondering rejoinder of the neighbor. "I didn't know that you had a hen." "We haven't," was the frank reply of the little girl. "We are going to borrow the hen from Mrs. Brown." |