The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1902-04-06

Flamingo, CHANGING at Tom in such a
way that the youngster began to feel
very uncomfortable.
Pm a Doormouse," said Tom, re-
Numbering the agreement.
mot for this OCCASION put in the
Poker. This time you're a boy, and
we've got to save you somehow or
other. and we'll do it, Tom, so don't be
afraid
What kind of a boy is he?'' demand
ed the Flamingo.. One of these beam
swapping boys that go around shooting
robins and hooking birds eggs when
they haven't anything else to do?''
Not a bit of it." said Rightly 'Hs
never snapped bean at bird in all
his life
'.Humph." said the Flamingo. Il
suppose he's been too busy pulling
feathers out of peaeocks' tails to de-
corate HIS room with to be bothering
with robins and eggs"
Never did such a thing in all my.
born days" retorted Tom Indignantly
Probably not sneered the Flamin-
go, And why? Because you were so
we'll satisfied keeping q canary locked
up in a cage for your own pleasure
that you hadn't any time to'chase pea
cocks"
eve lived in the family 40 years,
said the Rightandiron, and to my
knowledge there was never a Gagged
bird in the house."
"Really?" said the Flan1ingo, look
ing at Tom with interest. Rather a
new kind of a boy this. Very few boys
have a good record where birds are
concerned.
Toms, no enemy to BIRDS observed
the Bellows. Il know that because rye
been in his family longer than he has,
and I've watched him.
"Well,'' said the Flamingo. IF that's
the case, maybe l can help him. One
good turn deserves another. If he is
good to birds l may be able at this
time to be good to him. This trouble
ahead of us doesn't bother me, because
l have wings and can fly" Here the
Flamingo tapped his wings proudly =
land l. could take Tom on my back
and fly anywhere. with him, for l am
AN extremely powerful bird. But
want to know one more thing about
him before / undertake to save him.
We birds must stand together, you
know, and I'm not going to befriend a
foe to my kind under any circum-
stances. Thomas Yes, sir, replied
Tom, all of a tremble, for he hadn't
the slightest idea what was coming,
and as truthful boy he knew that
whatever the consequences to himself
might be he must give the correct an
swer.
DO you have Sunday breakfast at
homer" asked the Flamingo.
Eyes, sir" Tom replied, respectfully.
You have coffee and hominy and
toast and fried potatoes and all that?"
queried the bird.
Yes. sir" Tom answered, turning
very pale, however, for he was in great
dread of what he now saw was likely
to come next.
"And-ah-fruit?" said the Flamin-
go.
very nervously.
land now, sir" said the Flamingo,
severely. and ruffiing his feathers like
an angry turkey, now for the main
point Thomas-and, mind you, l want
a truthful answer. did you ever eat
a broiled- Flamingo for your Sunday
morning breakfast"
Tom breathed a sigh of relief as the
Flamingo blurted out the last part of
his question.
mo, sir. Neveri" he replied
Then hurry up and climb up on my
shoulders here" .-e F'lamingo cried.
You're a boy after my own heart.
believe you'd be kind to a stuffed par-
rot. But hurry-there's the edge right
ahead of us. Jump"
Tom jumped, and in a moment was
sitting astride of the great birds neck.
In his right hand he grasped the claw
of Rightly, in his left that of Lefty,
while those two clutched tightly hold
of the Bellows and the Poker respect
ively. A = moment later the Qseycle
reached the edge and dashed wildly
over it,; the Kangaroo following out his
plan of Jumping higher still and. for
tunately for himself catching a pass
ing trolley cloud by which he was
borne back to4the starting point gain.
AS for the Polar Bear and the Hip
popotamus they plunged out into
space, while the group comprising our
little party from home and the Fla
mingo scared gracefully back to earth
again, where the generous hearted bird
deposited them safely on top of the
most convenient Alp.
Thanks very ruch." said Tom, as
he clambered down from the birds