Tacoma (WA) Times, December 21, 1910, p. 10. LOST EGG SHOWS UP THREE YEARS AFTER Seymour, Ind., Dec. 22-Ye thrilling narrative of one egg. In the summer of 1907, Frank Franklin of this town prepared a shipment of eggs for an eastern market. Being of a romantic turn of mind, Frank wrote his name, address and date on one of the largest and shapeliest of the embryo chickens in the hope that some maiden fair in the effete east would cast her eyes upon it and mayhap fall in love with the writer. Well, it happened. This week he received a pretty souvenir postcard from a Buffalo girl informing him that she had just been to market, purchased a dozen eggs, boiled them, and ate a couple for breakfast. Upon breaking the shell of one of them she saw the name and address and thought she would just sit down and drop him a few lines to tell him that the eggs had arrived in Buffalo at last. The fair maiden neglected to state whether she bought the eggs as the strictly fresh article. Anyway, the fact that she wrote the missive showed that she is not dead-not yet.