Driving a Hen.

Cromwell Argus, Volume V, Issue 222, 10 February 1874, Page 7

Driving a Hen.

When a woman has a hen to drive into the cooj), she takes hold of her hoops with both hands, and shakes them quietly towards the delinquent, and says, " Shew, jthere!" The hen takes one look at the object, to convince herself that it's a woman, and then stalks'majestically into the coop, in perfect disgust of the sex. A man don't do that way. Be goes out of doors and says, " It is strange nobody in this house can drive a hen but myself." And, picking up a stick of wood, hurls it at the. offending biped, and observes, "Get in there, you thief!" The hen immediately loses her reason, and dashes to the opposite end of the yard. The man straightforward dashes after her. She comes back again with her head down, her wings out. and followed by an assortment of stove-wood, fruit-cans, and coal-clinkers, with a much puffing and very mad man in the rear. Then she skims up on the coop, and under the barn, and over a fence or two, around the house, and back again to the coop, all the while talking as only an excited hen can talk, and all the while followed by things convenient for handling, and by a man whose coat is on the sawbuck, and whose hat is on the ground, and whose perspiration and profanity appear to have no limit. By this time the other hens have come out to take a hand in the debate, and help to dodge the missiles, and the man says that every lien on the place shall be sold in the morning, and puts on his things and goes down the street, and the woman dons her hoops, and has every one of these hens housed and contented in two minutes, and the only sound heard on the premises is the hammering of the eldest boy as he mends the broken pickets.—Danbury News.