with which you and then give reasons for your ff the owl critic who stuffed that white owl no one spoke in the shop the was busy and he couldn t stop the customers waiting their turns were all reading the daily the herald the post little the young man who out such a blunt question not one raised a head or even made a suggestion and the kept on don t you see brown cried the youth with a frown how wrong the whole thing is how preposterous each wing is how the head is how down the neck i � in short the whole owl what an ignorant wreck tis i make no apology i ve learned owl i ve passed days and nights in a hundred and cannot be blinded to any arising from fingers that fail to stuff a bird right from his to his tail brown brown do take that bird down or you ll soon be the all over town and the kept on by james t fields an american and author the owl critic studied and other night fowls and i tell you what i know to be an owl cannot with his limbs so no owl in this world ever had his s curled ever had his legs ever had his bill ever had his neck into that attitude he can t do it because tis against all bird laws teaches an owl has a toe that can t turn out so i ve made the white owl my study for years and to see such a job almost moves me to tears brown fm amazed you should be so gone as to put up a bird in that posture absurd to look at that owl really brings on a the man who stuffed him don t half know his and the kept on examine those eyes tm with surprise should pass oflf on you such poor glass so unnatural they seem make scream and john laugh to encounter such do take that bird down have him stuffed again brown v and the kept on with some and bark i could stuff in the dark an owl better than that i could make an old hat look more like an owl than that horrid fowl stuck up there so stiff like a side of coarse leather in fact about him there s not one natural feather just then with a wink and a sly normal the owl very gravely got down from his perch walked round and regarded his fault finding critic who thought he was stuffed with a glance and then fairly as if he should say your learning s at fault this time anyway don t waste it again on a live bird i pray i m an owl you re another sir critic good day and the kept on mrs s umbrella lecture that s the third umbrella gone since christmas what were you to do why let him go home in the rain to be sure i m very certain there was nothing about him that could spoil take cold indeed he doesn t look like one of the sort to take cold besides he d better have taken cold than taken our umbrella do you hear the rain mr i say do you hear the rain don t think me a fool mr don t insult me he return the umbrella anybody would think you were bom yesterday as if anybody ever did return an umbrella i should like to know how the children are to go to school to morrow they shan t go through such weather i m determined no they shall stay at home and never learn anything � the blessed creatures � sooner than go and get wet and when they grow up i wonder whom they ll have to thank for knowing nothing � who indeed but their father but i know why you lent the umbrella oh yes i know very well i was going out to tea at dear mother s to morrow � you knew that � and you did it on purpose don t tell me you hate to have me to go there and take every mean advantage to by william an english humorous writer hinder me but don t you think it mr no sir if it comes down in til go all the more no and i won t have a cab where do you think the money s to come from you ve got nice high notions at that club of yours a cab indeed cost me sixteen pence at least � sixteen pence � two pence for there s back again indeed i should like to know who is to pay for them i can t pay for them and i m sure you can t if you go on as you do throwing away your property and your children do you hear the rain mr i say do you hear it but i don t care � i ll go to mother s to morrow i will and what s more i ll walk every step of the way and you know that will give me my death don t call me a foolish woman it s you that s the foolish man you know i can t wear and with no umbrella the wet s sure to give me a cold � it always does but what do you care for that nothing at all i may be laid up for what you care as i dare say i shall � and a pretty doctor s bill there ll be i hope there will it will teach you to lend your umbrella again i shouldn t wonder if i caught my death and that s what you lent your for of course nice clothes i shall get too through weather like this my gown and bonnet will be spoiled quite needn 