The Nest Egg — 116
Some friends of ours in Ohio have a little boy about six years old, and a little girl about four. They had been cautioned in their morning strife after hens’ eggs not to take away the nest egg; but one morning the little girl reached the nest first, seized an egg, and started for the house. Her disappointed brother followed, crying, “Mother, mother! Suzy, she’s been and got the egg the old hen measures by!”