The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1872-08-13

"Clever bird, that" said the squire.
/ "You put the parrot down, suppose, Mr..
! Broadman ?'' ,nft u. ri. 1qlt Ui.-i
"Oh, no, we never mention her, sang
the parrot, twisting her head very know
ingly. tt.,. 1..4 .a1f ,..,i
"Answers quite likes christian, and
seems to understand everything" said the
squire.
"What's o'clock p' cried Poll. .,
Wonderful, upon my honor" ejacula-
! ted the squire. " Now think of it," said
he, "my daughter Cecilia has been worry
ing my life out the last six months to get
her such bird as this one that can talk,
sing, and whistle. I'll tell you what I'll do
Penny: don't want to be hard unon you
let me have the parrot, and "a note of
hand for ten pounds balance, and I'll with
draw the distress, and give receipt for
fifteen pounds.
Don't you wish you may get it, "saucily
chartered poll, as if she knew what the
landlord was talking about.
Such bird is worth more money"
observed. "Ill give that much myself"
whistle and Ill come to thee, my lad,'
whistled pcll.
"Wonderful !'' said the squire. "I
must have that bird; I'll take it in payment
for the rent in full. Penny, will that suit
you?"
Poor Penny seemed thunderstruck; he
hesitated as if he had some compunction
The squire observed it, and quickly said:
That's not enoughP Well, then, I'll
make it twenty pounds Here is a receipt
for the rent, and there's five sovereigns-
will that do for you Brodaman, withdraw
your man."
"You don't lodge here, Mr.. Ferguson
with your ninepence," added polly.
/ The squire was delighted; thought the
arrangement honorable to all parties, and
poor Penny, apparently unwilling, deliver
ed the bird to the squire.
"Good-by poll" cried all the children.
"Good-by! "My native land, good
nightP % sang poll, appearing very grave,
and turning her head first to one side and
then to the other, placing herself in her
swing and violently rocking backward and
forward, seeming to give the signal for her
departure.
AS soon as the squires party was fairly
clear of the shop, Penny tnned to me and
with an air of perplexity, begged would
look in the next morning, when he would
have some skins from which could choose
the leather for my boots, for, just at that
moment, he felt quite bewil lered.'
Highly delighted that John Penny had
/ got so well through his difficulties, l did
not intrude, but considerably took my
leave. / was, however, punctual visitor
at Johns the folio wing morning, and founl
the honest cordwainer had laid out the
, five pounds he received over and above his
rent the preceding afternoon to tho very
best advantage. He had stock ed his shop
with good supply of leather AMI other
articles necessary for his trade and now
only wanted customers.
While was selecting The material for my
boots, the squire suddenly made his ap-
pearance, followed by his foot man, bearing
poll.
Well, Mr.. Penny, we have brought
back your parrot and it is very extlaordi-
nary that it has never spoken single word
since nave taken it, never sung a single
song, nor whistled single tune; it has
done nothing but squeak, queak, and
scream, till my head has been ready to
burst; in fact, without any wish to offend
you, she is perfect nuisance
Return tome the five pounds that paid
you, and III forfeit the rent"
81 am sorry TO say, said the conscien-
tious John Penny, "that have laid out
;he five pounds; but, however, as the bird
don't suit you, if you will take my note
of hand for the five pounds"
"Why, stay stay ~. "Parrots very
seldom talk in a strange place at first
Pat poll in her usual place, and then see.''
The cage was accordingly restored to its
former place, when to the utter astonish-
ment of all present, polly Immediately be-
gan to sing" Home, sweet home: be it
ever SO humble, there is no place like
home"
Well, | declare ~ said the squire, lift
up his hands, " this is wonderful; but I've
heard of such things before. What SEN
sible creature she is Imust give her an
other trial. Take her back, John"
"Pn gang nae mair to yon town."
whistled poll; but; however, to no effect,
for she was borne of, crying, whats
o'clock what's o'clock? ?'