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chicken-yard. It wasn’t half as nice as our
kitchen-garden but he couldn’t keep away from
it a single day.
The instant the liens were let out in the
morning Carolus made a dash down the hiil,
flying and running straight to Madam Land’s
gate. If the gate were not open, Carolus
flew over the board fence and down into the
midst of Madam Land’s flock of hens. I
called and I coaxed; I seolded him and chased
him. No, thank you! Carolus erowed and
squawked, and flew up on the board fence; he
put his head on one side and looked down at
me, and no sooner was I well out of the way
than he was in the yard again and tliere he
stayed all day.
Every single night I had to go down to get
him af ter he had gone to roost with Madam
Land’s hens. Then tliere was a racket, I can
tell you! The hens cackled and squawked and
flew down from the roost, even hitting against
my face as thev flew. You couldn’t hear
your-self think in Madam Land’s hen-house.
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