The Brunswick news. [volume] (Brunswick, Ga.) 1901-1903, 1902-12-28

and snip, snip" would go their heads.
There was scarcely an hour in the day
when some one was not calling out,
"Go way, Grip, so way for the
whole family kept watch over those
pansies.
At times Grip would be very loving.
Allghting on my shoulder he would
cuddie down close to my face, uttering
soft little croalSing notes. Then he
would slyly pull the pin from my col
lar, and begin snatching at the hair
pins in my braids At other times,
when l called him he would not como
to me. but would alight near me, and
look at me so impishly while l plead
cd, Come here, Grip; come, Grlppy,
come here"
One day was coaxing him thus as
he hoped along on the top board of
the fence. He put his head down and
seemed to be choking and swallowing.
After several such spasms he uttered
the words, go way. Grip. go way"
very distinctly 1 could hardly believe
my cars. Grip, my crow, could say
three words: Go way. Grip For a
long time he had chartered and made
cultural noises. He would scream and
laugh like young imp. But now be
could talk, and, aside from being sur
prised l was delighted. He soon
learned to say GO way, Grip" with
out effort and not long after that l
heard him say. Come here, Grip;
come, Grippy, come here" in the same
coaxing tone used to him.
Rainy days were his delight. Then
he held high carnival ON the woodpile,
where he wsuld chatter and laugh,
coax and seold by turns: "Come here,
Grip, come here in a soft, coaxing
tone; then harshly. GO way, Grip, so
way" 1t sounded as II two children
were quarreling.
Later he learned to say "All right"
Hurry up, and almost any hour in
the day he could be heard, if not seen,
practicing his new accomplishments.
During that fall l taught the district
school, half a mile from home. 1t was
a pleasant walk in good weather. Grip
was on hand to see me safely on my
way each morning. lie would hop or
fly along, or ride on my shoulder, until
he came to the bridge whiah spanned
the creek Just half way tethe school
house. Then he would fly up in a tall
willow tree bending over the water.
Thus far would he 60 but no farther.
One morning, however, he alighted
on the window Of the school house.
tapping loudly with his heak upon the
glass to be let in The children all
knew Grip. Tic was famed through
out the neighborhocd for his powers of
speech and his impish and cunning
FRANKS. Immediately the hands went
up to beg permission to let him In,
with promises to be good and to study
hard.
The unanimous request was granted,
and Grip flew TO my desk and began
picking up pencils and pieces of chalk.
Then he went from one desk to anoth-
er, looking for more pencils. No doubt
he thought he had struck rich field.
l must confess that lessons We're for
gotten. 500 intent were the children in
watching this strange bird, which
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into their faces In such a curious way.
Alas he came to IN untimely death.
One night he failed to meet me at the
willow upon my return from school.
No one had seen him that afternoon.
found him in shed, crouched upon
an old barrel, looking very sick and
miserable, and with green stains upon
his BILL The can Of Paris green was
found overturned in the barn. and that
told the story. The poor fellow had
been eating the poison. He refused
food. uttering plaintive little croaks as
I stroted him and said poor Grip~
left him for the night, hoping his crow
constitution was strong enough to re-
sist the deadly poison.
In the morning I found him sitting
as I had left him, but no soft croalI
greeted me- He was cold and stiff in
death. Do you wonder that my tears
fell freely. and that | felt no shame in
weeping for a dead crow?-st Nicho-
las.