Evening capital. (Annapolis, Md.) 1884-1910, 1884-12-30

aud carry It into the house. where the
other children hailed it with delight,
baby bow-w0 ring like the dog" until
he hadn't breath to bow-wow any longer
even keep it forever, said fivc-ycar-
old Eve, Cant we, papal1
But papa shook his head, I've no
doubt 1t has been q pet IN some family
for years, " he said, for 1t is an old bird,
and we must advertise, and then if no
one comes TO claim it, we'll see about
keeping it forever
ssHoa can we advertiser said Agnes,
the eldest daughter (who, though only
fourteen. was as tall as her m0ther) that
afternoon, after her father had had his
sleeping drops and was,sleeping soundly,
advertising costs money and we have
none to spare. ssThere's Elbert's sew
enty cents and baby's gold dollar, re-
peated her mother. ssThe baby's gold
dollar, = exclaimed Agnes, "why you said
you never would spend that, because it
was the last thing grandmamma gave
him." ssBut l am sure, Agnes, grand
mamma would wish me to do so
now. The advertisement must go in.
Your father has written it, and it will
never do to let him know how poor we
are. Every hour of peace and quiet is
great gain TO him. We will hope, !" with
faint smile, 6 that Santa Claus will
not forget us.
And the next morning that notice APP
peared in the village paper and in the
principal paper of the nearest city,
which was but half an hour away by
rail.
Found, December 90, an old parrot, gray
of itself as Clever Poll;' says often Dear,
dear, dearest Guy and when called Pretty
Poll replies Nonsense, Pretty Bell. Owner
please call at James Faye's, Mamie avenue,
FeTnville.
And as the clock struck 10 the next
morning an elderly gentleman, with a
we'll worn satchel in his hand, called to
see the parrot. Mrs. Faye showed him
into the cold little parlor and brought
In the bird. Dear, dear, dearest Guy, J"
it said.
The very same, said the gentleman,
who was a stout. red-faced, good-na-
tured looking old fellow. with dark
brown hair and wonderful sharp black
eyes. And then he went on, addressing
Mrs. Faye: will you allow me to re-
main here awhile, madam, In hopes of
seeing the owner of the parrot2r
Why, isn't it yours. sir?' asked she.
cit was mine once allow me to in
troducc myself, Guy Rainbow-but for
many years it has been another's. And
that other / would give the world to
meet. 1t was only by chance saw your
advertisement. / was on my way to
Detroit. bought paper just before /
reached Fernville station; buying that
paper was the cause of my jumping off
when did reach it, and here am, and
here will stay with your kind permits
sion, until some one comes for that bird.
assure you will be no further trouble
than the lighting of a fire may cause you,
for have book with which can while
away the waiting hours. suppose there
is restaurant near. where | can get
something to eat?'
mo, sir, there is not, . said Mrs Faye,
her pink cheeks growing pinker. ''Theye
isn't restaurant or anything like one in
the place."
"Bless my heart, said the gentleman,
"what an odd place; but if no one
comes before I'm very hungry, l sup
pose you would be willing to let your
servant-mRid prepare me mouthful or
two-a cup Of coffee and broiled steak
and few poached eggs. or anything
that comes handyg Stout as l am.
can get along with very little to eat
when | am obliged tey" he added, with
a hearty laugh. but, na'xm, ? glancing
in surprise at her distressed face, Elf
you don't want me in the house-though |
am sure wouldn't incommode you in
the least-rll SIT on the door steps, for
must see the person, il amy person come,
who claims that parrot. 1sPretty Bell,
pretty Bell, pretty Bell, " screamed the
parrot. ssThe~ very same, said Mr..
Guy Rainbow. Heaven send her this
way. Shall may I, / should say--take |
up position on the stoopy madam" Oh |
dear, no sir; you mustn't do that, +" STAN
nered the smalbwoman iniQreat confusion |
when Ebert stepped forward and look
ing the visitor straight In ting face In q
frank. boyish way said: & We're awful |
poor just now, and that's what's the |
matter. Father is upstairs-he fell on
the ice and hurt himself and he's been |
there ever so long. And il took our
last money-the: baby's gold dollar, too
Ito pay for that advertisement and |
father mustn't know It, cause If he does
he'll worry and.fret and perhaps never
get we'll. And we haven't any servant |
girl, and there's only coal enough for his
room for two or thread days. and nothing /
but a mince pie, Mrs. Marsh-she's the
only good neighbor we've got-brought
ms in the closet.
" And what do you expect to do when
the coal and mince pie are all gomez -
asked DIR. Guy Rainbow Ia kind voice.