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Updated: June 12, 2025
Just then Ralph and Elsie came up, and Captain Eri explained that he had hailed them because it was time to be going if they wanted to get across to the mainland without swimming. They walked around to the back door of the station and there found Mrs. Snow and Captain Davis by the hen-yard.
When we didn't want her to set she'd set on anything from a doorknob to a rock, couldn't keep her off; but when we give in finally and got a settin' of eggs for her, she wouldn't come nigher to 'em than the other end of the hen-yard. Now you might as well make up your mind that somethin's got to be done. This Mrs. Snow ain't nobody's fool.
He sees the artist as a professional voluptuary and scoundrel, and would no more trust him in his household than he would trust a coloured clergyman in his hen-yard.
"Nothing much, only if that hen-yard gate should happen to be left open, and if Farmer Brown's boy should happen to forget to close that little hole that the hens go through, and if we happened to be around at just that time " "Too many ifs to get a dinner with," interrupted Reddy.
As I am a devotee of the ornamental and comfortable, Martha Saunders née Corkle runs a coöperative hen-yard in our north pasture for the benefit of the Cortrights and ourselves to our mutual joy! June 5.
Sometimes the little girl was raking the garden-plots in her neat garden; sometimes she was weeding the paths; sometimes she was kneeling at her beehive with fresh flowers for her bees, and sometimes she was in the hen-yard scattering corn among the eager little chickens.
I've never gone in for this sort of thing very much." After a moment Lorelei ventured, "I suppose they're all hard drinkers " "That wasn't spring water you saw in their glasses." "Are you going to?" Lorelei eyed him anxiously. "I can't very well make myself conspicuous by refusing everything; I don't want to look like a zebra in a hen-yard and a cocktail before dinner wouldn't hurt anybody."
He did not mean his great tragedies for scarecrows, as if the nailing of one hawk to the barn-door would prevent the next from coming down souse into the hen-yard. No, it is not the poor bleaching victim hung up to moult its draggled feathers in the rain that he wishes to show us.
Besides, Barker would be sure to catch us in the pantry, and make a clamour if we took cups; we must manage without things from the house." "There's a large biscuit-tin lid in the hen-yard," suggested Sadie. "If we washed it very well, it would do as a frying pan." "Good biz!" "What could we fry?" The commissariat question was indeed the problem of problems.
Their natural guardian, the big black Dog, ran to the rescue, and Warhorse slipped out again by the hole at which he had entered. Horrible sounds of Dog hate and fury were heard behind him in the hen-yard, and soon the shouts of men were added.
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