The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1893-09-17

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one time the family were going away
Ior visit, and Mr.. Benedict found IL
| necessary to put Polly to bed before the
usual Time. He was obstreperous and
refractory 1t took twice or three times
as long as usual to transfer him 10 his
hlshI perch, and when the ceremony had
oeeh hnally accomplished the usual salts
NEG ehuckle was not forthcoming. In
sJead OF this, Polly looked up at his mas
Yer with q disRruntled air and said:
You're great old fellow"
HIS name for Mrs Benedict is "Dotta.,
ana he addresses her by that title on an
occasions. He is somewhat "smashedU ON
Dotta, and will tolerate familiarities on
hef part which are not allowable with
anybody else. He will whistle or sing for
DoIta when he is not on exhibition to the
rest or the world. He will work off his
mule waltz song, "Too-tee, too-te, too-te.
| too-te," Tor D0tta to dance, and he wifi
take II turn about and dance himself
while Dotta furnishes the ''Too-te."
Polly is very susceptible to fiattery.
SHOW your pretty wings, Pollyi Oh,
what pretty wings, what pretty wings pi
spoken by one in whom he has confidence.
Is pretty sure to start him on dress
parade. He will stretch out his wings
ana cayort up and down his perch with
more agony than Broadway
belle. Poor Pollyi Poor little thingI
| poor little thing" brings him to a
most humble and doleful attitude, bow
ing low on his perch and stroking it with
his bill in a consoling manner. Not onlv
does Polly recognize his time for going to
bed, but he knows equally well when the
duties OF the day summon him from his
| downy couch. Hello. Dotta time to get
up" be yells at stated time in the morn
ing. If Mrs. Benedict does not exactly
agree with him in his conclusions She
| says; Not yet, Polly; let's take another
nooze." ''Numph umph, - he grunts, and
tucks his head under his wing for another
half-hOur Then if there is no stir about
the house, comes the summons again:
"Dotta, Dotta time to get upln
Polly forms his likes and dislikes of
people whom he meets on sight, and he is
not backward about expressing himself
frankly. One loquacious lady with PEE
culiar tone of voice who visited the house
annoyed him beyond measure. Whenever
she began to talk he would set up
coarse, ribald horse, or parrot, laugh, and
he would keep it up so long as she tried
TO talk. A gentleman who bored him
with attentions he dismissed with "Good.
by, well goodby. Goodby, 1 say, good.
by"
Of course the old people take a great
deal of pride in Polly, and they pet him
and make as much Of him as they would
Of a baby They wanted 60 show him of
on the occasion Of our visit to amuse the
children, and on that occasion he exhibit.
ted the perversity Of a spoiled child him
self II was only after Dotta had sung
and danced to him and bantered him with
fiattering attentions of all sorts, and one
Of the grandchildren had tempted him
with a lively tune on the piano that he
consented to unbend his stilty dignity.
Then he danced a little for us and talked
a little, and then screeched some high
opera, and whistled that familiar air:
Chippy, get your hair cut,
lair cut, hair cut,
ChipDy get your hair cut
Short.