The hens, on the other hand, exhibited gentle and trusting natures. Of
course there was vanity of character among them, as there is among
ladies; but, for the most part, they were wont to rush towards their
human friends in a body, and peck the crumbs--at first timidly, then
boldly--from their palms. There was one hen--a black and ragged one,
with only half a tail, and a downtrodden aspect--which actually went the
length of jumping up on little Tilly's knee, and feeding out of her lap.
It even allowed her to stroke its back, but it evidently permitted
rather than enjoyed the process.
On the morning in question, the black hen was bolder than usual; perhaps
it had not breakfasted that day, for it was foremost in the rush when
the family appeared with chairs and stools, and leaped on Tilly's knee,
without invitation, as soon as she was seated; whereupon Tilly called it
"a dear darling pretty 'ittle pet," and patted its back.
"Why, the creature seems quite fond of you, my child," said Mrs
Sudberry.
"So it is, mamma. It loves me, I know, by the way it looks at me with
its beautiful black eye. What a pity the other is not so nice! I think
the poor darling must be blind of that eye."
There was no doubt about that. Blackie's right eye was blinder than any
bat's; it was an opaque white ball--a circumstance which caused it no
little annoyance, for the other eye had to do duty for both, and this
involved constant screwing of the head about, and unwearied
watchfulness. It was as if a solitary sentinel were placed to guard the
front and back doors of a house at one and the same time. Despite
Blackie's utmost care, Jacky got on her blind side more than once, and
caught her by the remnant of her poor tail. This used to spoil Tilly's
morning amusement, and send her sorrowful into the house. But what did
that matter to Jacky? He sometimes broke out worse than usual, and set
the whole brood into an agitated flutter, which rather damaged the
happiness of the family. But what did that matter to Jacky?
Oh! he was a "darling child," _according to his mother_.
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