THE EGG.

Auckland Star, Volume LXIV, Issue 201, 26 August 1933, Page 3 (Supplement)

THE EGG.

It was a blazing hot day on the fringes of the Sind Deeert. Even John Jolly found it difficult to be clieerful. For three years now he had done mission work on a penal settlement in this remote spot. There were 110 English people for miles around. But the Jollys' time in this lonely | place was drawing to a close. Soon j they would be moving 011 to a far more i civilised station in- Tnrlia. "I feel bored; utterly bored,' said ; Mrs. Jolly disconsolately. "If only I j had something to do 1 should keep thinking about how hot I am. "Cheer up," said her husband. "Let us go for our nev#r-failing daily entertainment. Put on your topi; I will get out the bicycles." Away ran Sirs. Jolly for her sun helmet, and soon the two of tliem were bicycling along the straight, sandy road, with their little daughter Margaret perched on the carrier of hei father s bicycle. Three miles they went, then stopped as the railway lines came in sight. ~ ~ _ "We are just in time, said Mr. Jolly. "The Karachi mail is due in a few minutes." 1 Soon the train, with tlic great lamp in front of its engine, thundered by, rattling, shrieking. Wistfully the Jolly family watched it; then solemnly turned homewards. The day's entertainment was over. "I must say I shall not be sorry to leave, although we have been very happy here," said Mrs. Jolly. "It is about time wo did move, for I really believe we have eaten up all the food for miles around. It is terrible how difficult it is to get anything appetising to eat from the villages." she added. "You shall have a tasty supper tonight," promised Mr. Jolly. Off he set; many miles he bicycled, and his efforts were not in vain. He came home in triumph with an egg! What consultations there were that evening on the subject of the supper. At last they decided upon the menu. The egg was to be fried, with plenty of crisp potatoes; for the second course there was to be rice pudding. Tlio hour arrived. The Jolly family I sat round the table, all pleasant anti-