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difference in taste between white and brown eggs. 

 To such people one might offer the following 

 incident. 



Mrs. Phineas Barnes lived for many years in the 

 Warren homestead in Waltham, Mass., whence 

 six stalwart Warren boys went forth to fight in the 

 Revolution. One day, as she was clearing away 

 the morning meal, a gentleman appeared at the 

 side door. "Madam, " he said, "can you sell me 

 some fresh eggs?" It happened that the hens in 

 that neighborhood were mostly Leghorns, and she 

 brought out a dozen white eggs. He eyed them . 

 and shook his head. 



"My wife is an invalid, and she has a dainty 

 appetite. White eggs offend her taste. She can- 

 not eat them. Have you no brown ones ? ' ' 



Mrs. Barnes shook her h,ead. Then she thought 

 a moment. No One about there had brown eggs, 

 and she knew something of dainty appetites. 



Pouring some coffee into a bowl, she dipped an 

 egg and wiped it dry. It was a perfect brown. 



"How would that do?" she asked, presenting it 

 for inspection. 



"Perfectly, perfectly, madam. May I have a 

 dozen like that?" 



