"Who told you it was there?"
"The old white hen," said Grandma; and she closed her lips just as she had said she would; but Isabel knew what her present was without another word.
"I knew as soon as you said it came from the haystack," she said. "It is an egg."
And so it was, a beautiful fresh white egg. Isabel had it for her breakfast the very next morning.
"My!" said Grandma, as the children gathered around her to kiss her and thank her. "What good guessers my grandchildren are!"
[THE SNOWBALL]
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