164 THE HISTORY OF THE HEN FBVBK. 



crowed the Hall breed of old hens so far out of sight that 

 the " search for Sir John Franklin " would be a fool to the 

 journey requisite to overtake that family. And still she 

 crowed. 



The more they bade her stop, the more she would n't. 

 " Cock-a-tootle ^ too ! " " I-know-what-7-shall — doo ! " 

 ' ' What-do-I-care-for — yoo ?" " This-world-is-all — foo- 

 foo." " Leave-wie-and-I 'U-leave — you." "If-not-I'll- 

 lamm — you — too — oo !" 



And " Fanny " crowed herself at last into the good graces 

 of two long brothers in Gotham, where she is now crowing 

 with all her might and main. Let her crow ! 



She was a remarkable " bird," that rollicking, joyous, 

 inexplicable, flirting, funny, furious " Fanny Fern." I hear 

 her now again ! 



" CocK-A-DooDLB — DOO — 00 ! " " Young 'Un, — 

 you-will-do ! ! " ^' Et — tu — Brute — o-o-aH .'" 



