I never chase him now, but feed him well; and he's "swellin' wisibly", bless his drumsticks!' said Ted, pointing out the doomed fowl proudly parading in a neighbouring field.
'If Nat goes the last of the month we shall want a farewell frolic for him.

I suppose the dear old Chirper will come home a second Ole Bull,' said Nan to her friend.
A pretty colour came into Daisy's cheek, and the folds of muslin on her breast rose and fell with a quick breath; but she answered placidly: 'Uncle Laurie says he has real talent, and after the training he will get abroad he can command a good living here, though he may never be famous.' 'Young people seldom turn out as one predicts, so it is of little use to expect anything,' said Mrs Meg with a sigh.

'If our children are good and useful men and women, we should be satisfied; yet it's very natural to wish them to be brilliant and successful.' 'They are like my chickens, mighty uncertain.

Now, that fine-looking cockerel of mine is the stupidest one of the lot, and the ugly, long-legged chap is the king of the yard, he's so smart; crows loud enough to wake the Seven Sleepers; but the handsome one croaks, and is no end of a coward.

I get snubbed; but you wait till I grow up, and then see'; and Ted looked so like his own long-legged pet that everyone laughed at his modest prediction.
'I want to see Dan settled somewhere.