COMFORTING.
A lady who had recently moved to the suburbs was very fond of her first brood of chickens. Going out one afternoon, she left the household in charge of her eight-year-old boy. Before her return, a thunderstorm came up. The youngster forgot the chicks during the storm, and was dismayed after it had passed to find that half of them had been drowned. Though fearing the wrath to come, he thought best to make a cleau breast of the calamity, rather than leave it to be discovered.
"Mamma," he said, contritely, when his mother had returned, "Mamma, six of the chickens are dead."
"Dead!" cried the mother. Six! How did they die?"
The boy saw his chance. "I think—l think they died happy," he said.
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Wairarapa Daily Times, Volume LVIII, Issue 8943, 18 December 1907, Page 6
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126COMFORTING. Wairarapa Daily Times, Volume LVIII, Issue 8943, 18 December 1907, Page 6
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