LITTLE HATCHY HEN by James Flora

LITTLE HATCHY HEN

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KIRKUS REVIEW

There's no end to what Little Hatchy Hen can come up with, given a few raw materials -- and after she's hatched a barn from some boards and nails she looks like a bonanza to Big Bruno the chicken thief. But the goose who laid the golden egg can also lay some clinkers: over-worked by Big Bruno, Little Hatchy Hen puts feathers instead of hair on a man's bald pate, then gives everyone else just what he didn't order, when faced with the soup pot, however, she hatches a dinosaur egg that becomes her escape hatch and rides him back to the farm. He turns out to be a mass- if not master-hatcher -- but long before this you'll have said, with the policeman asked to intercept them, ""Now I've heard everything."" Fire hose out of spaghetti -- one of Little Hatchy Hen's first feats -- is funny and apt, but along the way Mr. Flora stretches her talent and his tall tale too far.

Pub Date: Aug. 20th, 1969
Publisher: Harcourt, Brace & World