Mother Carey's Chickens

Whilst the greatest effort has been made to ensure the quality of this text, due to the historical nature of this content, in some rare cases there may be minor issues with legibility. Nancy stopped reading and laid down the copy of Water Babies on the sitting-room table. No more just now, Peter-bird, she said; I hear mother coming. It was a cold, dreary day in late October, with an east wind and a chill of early winter in the air. The cab stood in front of Captain Carey''s house, with a trunk beside the driver and a general air of expectancy on the part of neighbors at the opposite windows.