The daily gazette., 1879-10-30
Stories for Children.
ALL TRUE EXCEPT ONE, AND NOW
GUESS WHAT THE ONE IS.

ALL TRUE EXCEPT ONE, AND NOW
GUESS WHAT THE ONE IS.
What world this would be if every
animal, bird, fish and insect in it could
talk so that we could understand them
No doubt every live thing "talks" in its
own way and certainly Coz can read
the bo ks Of his master and underst and
what his master means as well as Tom
or Lizzie can find out the meaning Of The
many hundred lines in newspaper.
But villa if dogs, horses, kittens and cana
ries could open their mouths to use our
language. There are some birds that
talk, as every one of us knows. DR..
Whitetield, Of the city of Montgomery,
where the capi'o! Of Alabama Is, had a
wonderful talking parrott not long ago !;
80 wonderful, indeed, that the colored
people used to say: "Dat ar parfit he's
got white folks sens, he has! The
p rrot's name was Polly. One night
Polly hid in the bushes in the yard un-
til Il 9 doctor had gone to bed. Then
Polly cried cut in voice like that OF a
man: sHalloo, halloo, alpo! Get
up, Whitefeld, my wife's sick" The
doctor dressed very quickly and ran
down stairs. "Where are you?" asked
the doctor, supposing that the man wa
waiting for him. "Ha. ha ha ~
screamed Polly from the bushes, and
doctor Whitefield knew that the parrot
had fooled him. But the doctor gave
Pelly hard whipping and the bird sulk-
| ed for week or more. lien, in about
week, one rainy night, the doctor
heard anot er man calling, on'y this
man said: "My wife's dying" He
rushed down, as before, and found Polly
in the top of tall tree in the yard,
where IL was too hard ork to climb up
to her. There are many other stories
about this parrot, who is now dead, for
one morning tie do tor heard Polly
SC canning, "llawks, har ks, hawks ~
and running out, saw hawk with his
claws in poor Polly's body, bearing her
away into the sky.
wAssAMo AND TIL DOVE
The indians who, not many years ago,
lived where we are living now had some
pretty st ries for children. An old gen.
teman who still makes his home ia I .
s ate Of Illinois, seeds one Of these Indian
stories to the Detroit Free Press. The
Old gentleman heard the story when he
was a boy fom an indian chief This
ch eff said III 1t birds, with plumes of gold
used to fly through the wood, on the bank
of the Wabash river. The birds looked
just like gold, expect at the tips of the
wings, where there was tinge ofrose col
or, and they were the JOY OF the red mans
heart, 1t was indian summer one year,
when Wassamo, boy, stood at the door
of his fathers wigwanl feathering arrow.
Looking upward, Wassamo saw one of
tie bird If gold sailing round and round
in the blue sky. An evil thought car Q
TO Wa>samO, and fixing all arrow 10 h s
bow he sent theshaft speeding towarit' e.
bird. The arrow flew true to its aim
it had nearly entered tht birds breast
vile gust of wind pushed it aside.
courses On the north wind," said Was
samo, and fixed another arrOw. But the
north wind az lin and again pushed the
arrow aside until the bad boy had only
one left. This he sent upward with the
Strength ofr.ga and the arrow just grazed
the beaut ful BIRDS breast. All at once
the bird lost its pol and turned TO the
color OF the turtle dove, which 1t retains
to tins day. AS for Wassamo, hardly
had hs shot the arrow before fierce
whirlwind whistled down from the north
and catching the boy, bore MIN away,
never to return.
HOW BOB MANAGED THE PUPPIES.
In the town ofNaugatuck, in the State
| Of Connec icut, there lives an old dog.
nailed Bob, who is called "bird dOg,'
| because his master uses him to hunt
| partriiges and other birds. BOb's mat
| ter also has four little puppies, which he
| expects to teach how TO hunt birds. On
last Monday the puppies were play ing
| on railroad track not far far from their
house, when Bob happened to see them.
| A few years ago locomotive came very
near running over Bob on the same
| rack, aud so when he saw the puppies
he was very much excited. He seized
| one by the neck and ran with It TO the
middle of the street and then started
back after another. But before he had
| carried second puppy from the track
the first one was back, as lively as ever.
Somehow the little rascals, who didn'
think about the danger from the locomO
tive. seemed to want to tease Bob. After
| he had worked for ten minutes Bot
| stood still and held his head down, as if
te felt very much puzzled. Bye and
bye he picked up one and carried it of
| the track rs before. On putting it down
| this time, however, he watched 1t for a
few seconds. Sure enough the puppy
puppy started back, but Bob gave IT q
sharp bite, which made the pup how
| and run for home. He then served the
Others in the same way. The Times
which is published in Hartford, not faI
from Naugatuck says that many persons
| gathered to laugh at the scene.
BOYS GAMES IN SAN FRANCISCO.
Boys on this side CT the American
continent-apd very wide continent II
| is, about 3 900 miles across-will be glad
learn something of The games that the
San Francisco boys play away over on
the side, along the Pacific Ocean. The
San Francisco Chronicle the other day
sent out reporter to interview the boys
about their games, and the reporter
wrote column. He found that kite
| flying comes first IN the early spring
| Then comes marhles-which game lasts
for SIX weeks. Next tops are brought
out, and The tops spin in every street and
park through August and September
Base ball and other kinds IF ball, such as
| foot ball and roundeis, are played from
May to December. Archery is play in
July, August, September and October,
Some of the boys use slings in April,
| May and June. Velocppdes are used in
Leap-frog, mumble-peg, hoops, stills,
and Skinny are popular all the year
around Tops cost ten cents piece;
| balls 81, and bows ST. to $50.
PARROT THAT CRIED FIRE.
A Mrs. Lynch, who lives on Minna
street, In San Francisco, heard the cry
of "fiIe" about midnight on Thursday
| night two weeks ago. She told Mr..