No! there was no mistake about it,
fifteen large brown eggs reposed in
the basket. Fifteen eggs, and only
fourteen hens!
With lips compressed in a dis
pleased line, she scrutinized the build
ing. The front park was close and
strong no wandering hen could pos
sibly enter, yhe narrow gate in the
back park flapped loosely on its leath
er hinges. And imprinted in the half
dry- mud, foot marks showed from the
neighboring park to the little door at
the back of her henhouse! No hen
had left that extra egg in her nests!
"John," she called, returning to the
front of the building, "will you corns
over here a moment?"
Danforth leaped the fence lightly.
Letty wanted him!
"Here," she said, demurely, holding
out the basket, "are your eggs. I am
Borry I have sold the others, but I will
return the amount as soon as I can."
Her lips quivered a little with the
disappointment and humiliation of it
all.
"There are fifteen eggs," she could
not help smiling at his embarrassed
face, "and I have only fourteen hens!"
"Letty," he cried, with sudden ve
hemence, "I'll take them back. Aftet
dark, I'm coming for the hens, also
I can make them lay!
"And tomorrow I am coming for
you, dear. Let us have a happy Eas
ter, sweetheart!"
And there among the feathered
flock, he took her in his arms.
'Til need you, dear," he whispered,
"to count the eggs!"
perfect because eternal and abiding,
such as is Christ's love toward his
children. The best that is in us has
a better chance for development here
for the knowledge that death Is bul
an incident after which comes llf
in the sinless world beyond.
