Evening journal., 1900-03-12
PROVED HER owNeRsa4lP.
-Posey, Old 6oy.v Recognized in 4
New Jersey Court.

This parrot did not ally itself with
the PrOhibitionists. Il was totally
lacking m any moral sense and not
having any responsibility concerning
a live OF rectitude here in order TO
escape warm reception hereafter
No, the bird was utterly and hope
lessly immoral. Gratitude did not
exist in the gizzard beneath its creme
de menthe feathers, and that is why
Poll played truant and left its owner,
Meyer Posnek, of No. 141 Charleston
street. Newark. N. J.
II would have pleased the immoral
element OF the community II the bird
had made straightway for q church
building and dealt forth homllles and
platitudes from the front steps.
This was not the kind of a fowl
Nary This bird wended its bow-leg.
ged, wabbly course straight for the
nearest saloon. Jacob Haufler was
the president. secretary and treasur-
er OF this thirst quenehery. and the
bird hoped on the bar with the re-
mark:
We'll, old boy, set EN- up; set 'ein
upl"
Hauher held a cocktail glass by its
dainty waist. and was about forming
the crook in the elbow that put so
many otherwise decent citizens on the
] bum. Hauher dropped the glass.
which behaved as glasses ordinarily
do on such occasions.
We'll. III be ID" muttered the
visitor: "rll take mine straight"
Now, saloons are bad places to sec
| green birds. animals or reptiles in
different hues of the spectrum. The
| saloonkeeper was a little ''leery'' at
first, but the uncanny fowl cooked his
head on one side. allowing his shutter
like eyelids TO droop wisely. and the
'barkeep' was won. He sent out and
bought q new cage and installed the
newcomer as assistant back Of the
bar Here Poll rendered himself. or
herself. invaluable. When the Gus
toners would slow up in their orders.
and buyers would stagnate a few the
bird would shout:
Wake up What'll It be?" or some
thing similar. and business would re.
vive
Posnek heard the birds voice CIV.
ing orders on Monday as he was pass
ing and. rushing into the saloon. he
, claimed the talkative fowl. Haufler
refused to yield the inmate of the cage
/ anu a nknA iAoAEAs ME AA0I MAa
taken to court. and Judge Cchalk re.
marked.
Well. Wen leave it to the bird.
Who owns you?"
"Posey old boy" answered Poll.
standing on one leg. with the other
| raised so as 10 form q 4. Lets go
n get a drink"
THAT birds yours Posnek." sa I
the Judge. although it's the first time
ever took testimony without swear.
ing the witness; but I am not sure
that this witness appreciates the ma
ture of an oath"
Get ont. youl Gimme beerl" yelled
the parrot.
II may be mistaken about the oath.
said the Judge doubtfully and"
Get out you. Whose treat is it?'
asked the bird walking up and down
the rail Of the Judges desk.
Take the1I mean. take the bird
away" said Court.
Poll gazed around the courtroom
with a look of disdain. Noticing {
Hebrew peddler standing in the lin,
of prisoners. the birds optic caught
the colporteur's nasal projection. Pol
rubbed one claw over his. or her. beak
took another look at the Hebrew and
burst into uproarous laughter.
"Ha ha. hal" shrieked the bird
hes got my nose: he, ha, ha. hai'
and the parrot was hustled from the
room. Not before, however. IL hat
mastered the court proceedings.
You're drunk. Posey old boy he
shrieked going down the street
thirty days or $40"
"Posey. old boy" placed the parro
under his coat and made for home.
Poll was seen at Posnek's home anC
was in the dumps. The court ex
perience had affected Poll Ten dol
lars or ten days" yelled the green pc
with hysterical laughter
you would hit your wife, eh? Sil
months" and other sentences were al
the bird would say. The old blithe in
vitation to take n drink was missing
q and Polnek fears that Polls life hal
been changed by the courtroom ex
perience.--Philadelphia Times.