The Ohio Democrat. (Logan, O. [Ohio]) 1886-1906, 1890-10-25
TWO PARROTS.
AffectiOnate johnny Hardy
and UncOnsciOnable
Polly Jordan.


Polly Jordan.
Mrs. Hardy and Mrs. Jordan are
two ladies who live side by side in
West forty-eighth street. There is
church on one side of Mrs. Jor-
dams house. Each of the ladies
has a parrot. Mrs. Jordan's parrot
is named Polly Jordan and the
other is called Johnny Hardy.
Polly Jordan is the best talker, but
Johnny Hardy has the best dispo-
sition. Johnny will sit for hours
on the shoulder of his mistress, pet
ting her i'm his own little way, rub
bing her cheek and neck with his
bill, and now and then touching
her softly with his black tongue.
Mrs. Hardy likes to have her hair
fused with, and so he has learned
to pull her hairpins out and push
them back again, only at last to
let her hair all down. He is great
company, for he talks softly most
of the time he is doing these things.
The talk goes as follows:
"Mother's pretty Johnny, moth
er's bird. Come kiss me-t-h-s-
t-h-s-come. Shake hands, sweet
bird. Pretty, pretty, pretty. How
do you do? How doc you doc,
Johnny Hardy? Mother, scratch
my head. Ma-a-a, scratch my
headV
His way of putting sentences to.
gether is sometimes almost start
ling, for he will say to a stranger:
"Hello! How do you do? Got
anything to eat this morning?
Johnny wants cracker"
Once when the maid had given
him piece of bacon, which he
liked immensely, Mrs. Hardy said,
"Why, you mustn't give him any
thing so greasy as that" Johnny
cooked his head to one side, but
said nothing till next morning.
Then when the maid appeared he
shouted:
"Hello! Got anything greasy this
morning?"
Mrs. Jordan's bird is not affec-
tionate, but is very smart. 1t learns
all sorts of speeches, good an d bad,
and especially bad. The reason is
that Mrs. Jordan has a son of about
fifteen who teaches every bit of
slang he picks up on the street to
Polly. So it is very amusing to
hear Polly talk, and sometimes
rather shocking. One day maid
en- lady called on Mrs. Jordan and
in little mincing way said to
Polly:
"Pretty Polly. Why, Polly Polly
want a"
"Oh, for Gods sake, don't say
Polly want a cracker," broke in
the bird.
That ended the conversation.
Polly was shut up in dark closet
as she always is when she is naugh-
ty. But it didn't seem to do any
good, for, just as the closet door
was shut, she said, as the boy had
taught her to do under such cir
cumstances:
"Ha-ha-ha. Don't you think
you're smart? Oh, my-y-yw
In a minute more his muffled
voice was heard from within say
ing:
"Come off! oh, come offw and
then, in perfect scream. "Come O.
o-0-ofPw
They took him out of the closet,
and he said:
"Pretty Polly! Loves his mother
loves his mother-oh-h-hw
Johnny Hardy and Polly Jordan
used in warm weather to he set out
on a window sill number of years
ago and then the neighbOrs had
fun. A dialogue was kept up by
the birds somewhat in this style:
"Hello, Johnny Hardy"
"Good morning."
"Had bath this morningw
"Got anything to eat ?"
"JOhnny wants cracker"
"Oh, my"
"Shut up"
"Shake hands,"
"Don't you think you're smart,
Johnny Hardy"
"Scratch my head"
"Go long,"
"Mother's pretty bird"
"Ha-ha! Ha-ha! Ha-ha-ha-ha-
hap
1t always put the whole neigh
bOrhOOd I'm u roar. But one day