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Updated: May 21, 2025
He used to go with me about the coops, pricking up his ears in an intelligent manner, and with a demure eye and the most virtuous droop of the tail. Charming fox! If he had held out a little while longer, I should have put him into a Sunday-school book. But I began to miss chickens. They disappeared mysteriously in the night.
"Where did you get that?" he asked, a sharp note of concern in his voice that made her start. She told him. He took it from her and turned to his comrades. "It's Mark Thorn's cap!" he said, holding it up, his fingers in the crown. Tom Lassiter nodded his slow head as the others leaned to look. "Saul Chadron's chickens has come home to roost," he said.
I see frigates, an' a man-o'-war's-man, an' boobies among 'em; and I reckon Old Mother Carey has a brood o' her chickens there. They be all sizes, as ye see." It was no more a matter of conjecture, as to what kind of creatures inhabited the island.
"And that's your precious Cat-Eye Mose." Radnor shook his head. "Mose doesn't need to steal chickens. He gets all he wants." "Mose," the Colonel added emphatically, "is the one person on the place who is absolutely to be trusted."
Caldwell and his son Oliver to a Taoist temple seven miles away in a lonely ravine known as Chi-yuen-kang. The walk to the temple in the early morning was delightful. The "bamboo chickens" and francolins were calling all about us and on the way we shot enough for our first day's dinner.
These are only the chickens: wait until the hens get on your trail!" "Mr. Flint," said Mary Virginia one afternoon, rubbing salt into his smarting wounds, "Mr. Flint, I am so glad all the girls like you so much. You fascinate them. They say you are such a profoundly clever and interesting man, Mr. Flint! Why, some of those girls are perfectly demented about you!"
Over his head were several perches on which sat a number of sleepy fowls. He was in the chicken-house! He grunted in surprise, and at the sound one of the chickens uttered a long, low, warning note that awakened the others. As they moved on their perches, Badgy eyed them, twisting his head from side to side.
Just wait until those six little chickens begin to earn me a hundred dollars a month like my book guarantees they will do in their second year; then I'm going to show dad just how much I love him for himself and give him back my bank-book."
How funny they were! looking so innocent and yet so wise, as chickens do peering out at the world from under their mother's wing, or hopping over her back, or snuggled all together under her breast, so that nothing was seen of them but a mass of yellow legs, like a great centiped.
Apartments so decorated can have been meant only for the recreation of people greater than any we know, people for whom life was impudent ease and success. Margaret Farnese was the lady of the house, but where she trailed her cloth of gold the chickens now scamper between your legs over rotten straw. It is all inexpressibly dreary.
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