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into a chair。 “No;” she whimpered。 “No more chicks!”
“They're not chicks; Mom … they're eggs!”
She was still looking quite pale; so I sat in the chair next to her and said; “We don't have a
rooster…?”
“Oh。” The color was ing back to her cheeks。 “Is that so?”
“I've never heard a cock…a…doodle…do; have you?”
She laughed。 “'41 blessing I guess I've forgotten to count。” She sat up a little and took an egg
from my palm。 “Eggs; huh。 How many do you
suppose they'll lay?”
“I have no idea。”
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As it turns out; my hens laid more eggs than we could eat。 At first we tried to keep up; but
soon we were tired of boiling and pickling and deviling;
and my mother started plaining that all these free eggs were costing her way too much。
Then one afternoon as I was collecting eggs; our neighbor Mrs。 Stueby leaned over the side
fence and said; “If you ever have any extra; I'd be
happy to buy them from you。”
“Really?” I asked。
“Most certainly。 Nothing quite like free…range eggs。 Two dollars a dozen sound fair to you?”
Two dollars a dozen! I laughed and said; “Sure!”
“Okay; then。 Whenever you have some extras; just bring 'em over。 Mrs。 Helms and I got to
discussing it last night on the phone; but I asked you
first; so make sure you offer 'em up to me before her; okay; Juli?”
“Sure thing; Mrs。 Stueby!”
Between Mrs。 S
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