The pink and blue eggs, I tell you I saw them with my own eyes said old white hen standing

on one foot with her neck outstretched and her bill wide open. One was pink and the other

was blue. They were just like any other egg as far as size but the color. Think of it,

pink and blue eggs. Whoever could have laid them. Old white hen looked from one to the other

of the group of hens and chickens as they stood around her.

Well, I know that I didn't, said speckled hen. You needn't look at me.

Said brown hen, I lay large white eggs and you know it every one of you. They are the best eggs

in the yard if I do say so. Oh, I would not say that said white hen. You seem to forget that

the largest egg ever seen in this yard was laid by me and it was a little on the brown color.

White eggs are all well enough but give me a brown tone for quality.

You never laid such a large egg as that but once replied brown hen and everyone thought it was

a freak egg so the least said about it the better it seems to me.

It is plain to understand how you feel about that egg said white hen but it does not help us to

find out who laid the pink and blue eggs. Where did you see them? Asked speckled hen.

On the table by the window of the farmhouse said old white hen. I flew up on a barrel that stood

under the window and then I stretched my neck and looked in the window and there on the table.

In a little basket I saw those strange looking eggs.

Perhaps the master had bought them for someone of us to sit on and hatch out said brown hen.

Well, I for one refused to do it said white hen. I think it would be an insult to put those

gaudy things into our nests.

I am sure I will not hatch them said speckled hen. I would look funny hiking around here with a

blue chick and a pink chick beside me and I a speckled hen. No, I will not mother fancy color chicks.

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