Waterbury evening Democrat., 1888-11-22

.sGit oud wid yer blatherskitin'." said Mrs. Driscoll "Your cav, indadei An how did it come to be your csw, ye Dutch spaIpeeni It's my caw."
 The man looked angry and puzzled
 'l did say so alretty," he muttered: "ma- caw."
 Don't be repatin' your les," cried Mrs. Driscon, angrily. IA comin' on me premises an layin' claim to me cav. Mickey, darlin', we'll tek the cav in the house at wanst."
 The irate woman laid rash hand on the bird, while the scissors grinder shrugged his shoulders and went back to his work.
 Mrs. Driscon felt as if a pair of red hot pincers had met on her finger. Her scream reached her husbands ears, and he tottered to the door.
 What is the mather?" he cried, angrily; "ycn draw the police wid yer hullabulloo."
 "Och," cried Mrs. Driscoll, "I'll father that cav till he larns manners-luk at me finger, the bastei Get me the poker, Mickey"
 "No, no, mother" cried Mickey. 'I know what, we'll smother him in a shawl and get binl in that way"
 An where will we kape himg" said Mrs Driscoll, shaking her fist at the bird, who eyed her serenely Sure I'm afeered he'u turn us out av the house entoirely"
 Och, mother, he'll bring us luck" urged
 
 charge nickel fur the fellers to see him an hear hlm, and he'll make pile fur us"
 The boys eyes shone with eager schemes.
 'rll not venture in," said his mother, eye ing the beautiful bird wistfully, while her finger burned like a hot coal Do as ye loike, Mickeyt Arrahi but he has gran coat av minny colors loike Joseph the good book tells about, and l wudn't mind wan of thim rid feathers in me hat"
 The macaw strutted about proudly, as if enjoying the admiration. But he collapsed when Mickey suddenly threw a Rob Roy shawl over him and carried him into tke house.
 He bit savagely at the soft woolen cover ing, and screamed out rapidly all the En- glish words he Sknew, and swore in Spanish, but Mickey only chuckled to think he could say much Surely he ought to make a good deal of money out of such an accom- plished bird
 When the shawl was removed, and the proud macaw looked about the dingy room, l he laughed with derision. "Names mud, names mudl" he cried rap | idly; and not another word would he say, but that over and over again.
 "Och, Mickey, darlin'," said Mrs. Driscoll, ''yer daddy's in a faver agin with the caw's | insultin' wurruds Ye can't kape him. But ye go an find out where he belongs, me 1 bye. They'll be lukkin after him. fur there's quare people that do be enjoyin' these freaks. "
 Mickey's face fell. He had forgotten that there must be an owner for the bird.
 "Ye can larn him to spake respictful," ," he said, land he'd make such a circus!'
 But your daddy'd go wild wid the noise, '' said Mrs. Driscoll; ''an they do say the par rots larn cussin sooner than blessin', an Pm thinkin' it's the way with those caws, too."
 Mckey's face fell. All his plans seemed to tumble down like house of cards.
 II thought" he faltered, ''that he'd bring US good luck, and Nan would not be sold"
 ''Sure, we'll wait and see," said Mrs. Dris. coll, with desire to cheer her boy.
 Tho news had gone abroad about the won- derful bird, and the children focked around the place with many questions, but MT. Dris coll was too sick for them to come in.
 The macaw heard the tumult and screamed out many times ''Shut up!"
 At last late in the afternoon, a newsboy with bundle of ''extras' halted for little recreation.
 ''Hallo, wot's that?' he asked, as the ma caw's shrill voice cried, "Give us a restr'
 "It's my caw," said Mickey, proudly "A macawl" cried tho boy 'Well, if i was Mrs Emory's macaw you'd git twenty dollars for it. See! it's in de paper"
 Mickey could read! Twenty dollars O course it was Mrs. Emory's macaw! Oh, hoy , his heart beatl He did not say word, bu 5 ran every step of the way, The statel. , Montmorency let him in, but q pretty younl , lady all in faces and satin rushed forward il 5 great excitement.
 "He say he done got de debbil-de darlin' t I mean," cried Monty. ''Go for him at once. Oh, the poor dar r ling" said Mrs. Emory. "And be very gen l tie, Monty. Go show him in, boy, and com t back for the reward" l Monty went with many inward and re l pressed oaths. but there was no help. l Il gwine giv notice to-morrer," he sai l when Micky had his s20 bill in his hand, an l went dancing away without look at tn @ "caw,"''1 don lay fer to take slack fror 0 no feddered biped at ye cain't hit back" b Mickey's heart was singing for joy.
 ''Twenty dollarsl" ho cried as he wave d it before his mothers eyes ''Now Nan wi g not be sold, and ye see the cav brought U
 good luck, after all" T 'So it did, the ill hammered baste," sai
 Mrs. Driscoll with great joy. Sure r @ niver spake a bad word av the insultin' linn @ av the ould bye agin, bad cess to him."-
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