I have written this little chicken book in the past few months, and now on my eleventh birthday the story is finished.The "other critters" have talked to the world through "Uncle Remus." The horses through "Black Beauty"; now I wish to give the chickens a chance.Most of them I write of are members of my own family, so I know them well.
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LADY GRAY'S ILLNESS.
"How is the lady this morning?" asked Red Nose Mike the next day.
"Worse!" said Brownie, who was a trained nurse.
Mike sighed. "Is there anything I can do?" he asked.
"Yes, go for Doctor Fixit. She won't hear of a doctor coming, but----"
Red Nose Mike was gone before she could say more. An hour and a half later Brownie, Henny, and the doctor were on the Castle porch.
"What do you think, doctor?" asked Henny.
"My dear madam, she has been worked up and is very badly off. She must be kept very quiet. Those powders I left on the table must be taken the last thing before going to bed and the first thing in the morning. She must eat nothing. Make her some beef tea."
"How often must she take that?" asked Brownie.
"Every four hours. If she wants it break up a