Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905 · [New York : Scribner & Co.] · leaf 162
148 THE LITTLE WHITE HEN. 149 Now the road that leads to the palace, asevery one must know, Is the old Mount Moriah road where thescraggly fig-trees grow ; And out of the very scraggliest and scraw-niest of them all The little hen heard, as she passed along,a mocking-birds loud call: Where are you… … The little white hen went on her way, and the mocking-bird flut- v> rF> ™ tered along, Y; With many a mirthful roundelay and merry mUsical song,Till by noon there was not in the forest or on the plantations a thingBut knew that the little white hen had gone to court to visit the king! . ^ JJ…
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