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36 Chit-Chat by Puck.
of standing on one leg, cocking her head on one
side, and winking with one eye. But she was most
celebrated for her great wisdom in the very im-
portant knowledge of what was allowed, and what
was not allowed, in fine poultry society.
This hen had become quite an oracle on questions
of etiquette and manners, and indeed it was very
seldom that any of the others ventured to ask her
opinion, for she generally only tossed up her head, as
much as to say that she considered it quite incom-
patible with her dignity to communicate her wisdom
to common low-bred hens, who were blessed neither
with pedigree nor superior minds.
One day my lady disappeared from the roost,
and the other hens were wondering a great deal
where she might have gone to, but the cock only
chuckled, “I know, I know,” and looked mightily
mysterious. But one fine day, soon after, there was
a tremendous hubbub among the tribe of hens, for
my lady had returned, and brought with her three
piping chickens of her own. Proud and disdainful
she tripped towards the other hens, who all stood
aghast, with their beaks wide open, staring at the
new-comers.
“I suppose these are real Chinese,” cackled one
hen.
“Oh dear no; then they would have their eyes
askew, but that they haven’t.”
“Only three paltry young ones! I bring nine at
a time, I does,” said a big fat hen from the country.
“Oh dear me!” ejaculated her ladyship, having
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