The history of Millie, the bantam hen, is a history of repeated injuries and usurpations, all having in direct object the establishment of an absolute Tyranny. Never have I challenged her for light or transient causes, nor have I attempted to extend an unwarrantable jurisdiction over her, yet I have been subjected to a long train of repeated abuses and injuries (!),
impairing my pursuit of happiness :-( .
impairing my pursuit of happiness :-( .
To prove this, let facts be submitted to a candid world.
She has for a long time, opposed with manly firmness the peaceful collection of eggs, a task formidable to tyrants only :-( .
She has combined with others to raise chicks foreign to my affection :-( .
She has, in times of peace, emitted a loud cry of alarm when I enter the coop :-( .
I have warned her from time to time. I have reminded her of her circumstances.
I have appealed to my wife, who is deaf to the voice of justice :-( .
I have appealed to my wife, who is deaf to the voice of justice :-( .
It is said that history is written by the victors, but speaking for myself, this is not a truth, evidently.
Coo, coo, ca choo : -)
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