MrRutherford's children . uess hes dead. The beetle was dead, and so made no objectionto Chryssas picking him up; which indeed shedid with a carefulness that could not have hurta live beetle. Dont you mean to come out from under thefence, Chryssa ? said Sybil, who by this timehad jumped over. • Yes, Im coming,1 said Chryssa. but thefence isnt very high—from the ground I ! isnt he beautiful ? Even Sybil declared he was quite pretty,and well satisfied now. Chryssa reached home and 210 THE CURIOSITY BOX. ran upstairs for her tin box. Down she came ina minute again, and asked Mrs. Ruther
MrRutherford's children . uess hes dead. The beetle was dead, and so made no objectionto Chryssas picking him up; which indeed shedid with a carefulness that could not have hurta live beetle. Dont you mean to come out from under thefence, Chryssa ? said Sybil, who by this timehad jumped over. • Yes, Im coming,1 said Chryssa. but thefence isnt very high—from the ground I ! isnt he beautiful ? Even Sybil declared he was quite pretty,and well satisfied now. Chryssa reached home and 210 THE CURIOSITY BOX. ran upstairs for her tin box. Down she came ina minute again, and asked Mrs. Rutherford ifshe couldnt give her some little old box. Is the tin box full, Chryssa? No Aunt Esther, but this gall that you gaveme is so heavy Im afraid it will roll about andbreak my yellow beetle; and I should like an-other little box so much. Mrs. Rutherford hunted up an old wafer boxwhich was just the thing ; but as it was thoughtto be too handsome for the gall, the yellow bee-tle was shut up there in solitary CHAPTER XIY. CHRYSSA AND HER COUSIN, TTr^^T y°u come and see me feed the chickensthis morning, Uncle Ruth ? said do, Uncle Ruth, said Sybil, its reallycurious. Do you know when Chryssa stoops down 212 CHRYSSA AND HER COUSIN. near the coop, the chickens jump up on herback. And O Uncle Ruth ! added Chryssa, some-times all the chickens have run down the bankexcept one, and when he sees me coming heruns and calls the others, and then they all runhome as fast as they can. Call each other to breakfast! said as he followed the children. Thatsa likely story ! But they really do, said Sybil. I neversaw anything so funny. Theres nobody here now but Browny, saidChryssa as she ran up to the coop. Chickie,chickie ! Now Uncle Ruth you watch. Certainly Brownys behaviour was of picking up the meal which Chryssathrew down by the coop, he ran off to the edgeof the bank, at the foot of which the otherchickens -were disporting thems
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