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Title: Mr. Rabbit at home; a sequel to Little Mr. Thimblefinger and his queer country
Year: 1895 (1890s)
Authors: Harris, Joel Chandler, 1848-1908
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Publisher: Boston, New York, Houghton, Mifflin and Company

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dled up andpeeped in the nest. There she saw three eggs aswhite and as smooth as ivory, and the sight filledher with jealousy. She began to talk to her-self : — I knew she must be mighty proud, the stuck-up thing! I can see that by the way she stepsaround here. Quack, quack ! and I 11 just showher a thing or two. Then and there Mrs. Puddle Duck, all muddyas she was, got in Mrs. Blue Hens nest and saton her beautiful white eggs and soiled them.And even that was not all. Out of pure spiteMrs. Puddle Duck laid one of her own dingy-looking eggs in Mrs. Blue Hens nest, and thatwas the cause of all the trouble. That was thereason Mrs. Blue Hen found four dingy eggs inher nest when there ought to have been threeclean white ones. Well, Mrs. Blue Hen went to setting, andafter so long a time nine little chickens werehatched. She was very proud of them. Shetaught them how to talk, and then she wanted toget off her nest and teach them how to scratchabout and earn their own living. But there was
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ONE OF THEM WAS ENTIRELY DIFFERENT FROM ALL THE REST LIBRARY R, I THE BLUE HENS CHICKEN. 43 still one egg to hatch, and so Mrs. Blue Hen con-tinued to set on it. One day she made up hermind to take her chicks off and leave the e^or that oo would nt hatch. The old Speckled Hen hap-pened to be passing and Mrs. Blue Hen askedher advice. But the old Speckled Hen was verymuch shocked when she heard the particulars. ; What! with nine chickens ! she cried.6 Why, nine is an odd number. It would neverdo in the world. Hatch out the other egg/ But young people are very impatient, andMrs. Blue Hen was young. She fretted and wor-ried a good deal, but in a few days the tenth egghatched. Mrs. Blue Hen felt very much betterafter this. In fact, she felt so comfortable thatshe did nt take the trouble to look at the chickenthat hatched from the tenth egg. But when shebrought her children off the nest she was verymuch astonished to find that one of them was en-tirely different from all the rest. She was

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