Under this Jack wrote:

_Thinking of the August delivery_.

The next entry was this:

May 1st.--_Wilfwhite G. is pritty meen, he skinnyks he knows it all. theyaint goin to lay all in a hurry._

There seemed to be no doubt about this. They certainly were not. Inspite of bran mashes, pepper, cotton batting, yellow veil and tendercare, they refused to even consider the question of laying.