The Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1???-1928, 1909-07-19
POOR
LITTLE DICK
He Was the Subject
of a STORMY Dispute

fresh air. said Mrs. Cozzens, lie
isn't feeling well; that's all"
All right, then" said John. Have
! II your own way
And as for John. he threw his right
leg over his left knee with consider
able force and hid his face In his news.
paper as though, for him, the subject
was ended and the incident was
| closed.
Poor Dick" said Mrs. Cozzens.
Poor Dick"
Cant you see that I'm trying to
read?"
Read! Yes!" cried Mrs. Cozzens.
"and here this poor little bird is she'd
ding his feathers right and left. and
we'll you know that 1t isn't mouIting
season. And there you sit, Reading
the paper! You ought to be ashamed
of yourself John Cozzens, and you
know right we'll you had"
II tell you he wants exercise and
little fresh ART" cried Mr. Cozzens.
Il tell you he Doesn't" cried Mrs.
CozZens.
Does, tool"
Doesn't, neither,"
Il tell you he does,"
Il tell you he doesn't! It's all you're
good for; to let the poor little pet
out of his cage and make him fly
around the room, grinning like a fool
and running after him with a bit of
lettuce on one shoulder and a pinch
of bird seed on the other Making
him pant again and soaring him half
to DEATH"
Well grumbled John, shutting
his feet, that's the way to tame
them"
oh, that's the way to tame them,
is it?"
Yes! That's the way to tame them,
is it,"
Tame them!" cried Mrs Cozzens.
so he's wild, is he? Mercy sakest
Suppose he bit his way out Of his
cage some night and came and pecked
us to DEATH"
Don't be fool urged John
Don't you be a fool" cried Mrs.
Cozzens
No" said John. its you that's tho
fool"
"Oh, no. it isn't" cried Mrs. Coz
zens. It's you that's the fool" And
having settled this mooted question
she cried in a spirited voice; You
get your things on now and 20 TO tho
bird store and get something to cure
himi"
"Iuh," snorted John behind his pa.
per, and he shuGled his feet as shut
fie the feet Of an army
Well. cried Mrs Cozzcns. what
are you huh-iug about?"
"Huh!" snorted John again. I'D
like TO see myself"
You put your hat and coat on"
cried Mrs Cozzens. "ard out you go
this very minute!"
mo, sir" cried John mo sir, And
II any one thinks that I'm going 70 be
messenger boy for canary bird
well. they're mistaken, that's all
sayv
20. that's all you say, is it?" cried
Mrs Cozzens
YES" said John. That's all say"
We'll, anyhow" said Mrs. Cozzens.
I'm going out TO get him something.
He hasn't lifted his little head or
chirped for the last two hours and,
rain or no rain. I'm going out
She went out, too. and when she re-
turned she heard Dick chipping the
moment she entered the hall
THE little pet" she cried he
knows my step"
But as for John. John never spoke.
Pretty little Dick" cried Mrs Coz
zens. advancing along the hall. I've
got something for him"
And as for John, John assumed a
serious cast of countenance and
looked around for his hat And ns
for Dick, I wish to say that the no.
mcnt Mrs Cozzens entered the room
Piche~1 jumped up in the corner Of
his cage that was nearest TO her. and |
fixing his eve on his mistress. he re- !
lieved himself of such series of In. |
dignant and outraged Grips that Ms. |
Cozzens viewed him with mingled 4,
pride and alarm.
why. what's the matter with 1
Dick?" she cried.
How do | know" grumbled John. !
I'm not bird doctor. am /? Isn't he
spry enough TO suit YOU now?"
"Spry enough" cried Mrs. Cozzens.
why. he's all Wet"
We'll, a little rain won't hurt him."
grumbled John. but all the same he
carefully folded the newspaper and
slowly arose from his chair
What have you been doing to
him." cried Mrs Cozzens What have
vou been doing to that poor innocent
little bird?"
What do you suppose I've been do
ing to him." cried the indignant Mr..
-ozzens.
John Cozzens, ! demand to knowl
Did you put that birdeage out in the
-ain to get all wet?''
NO. I didn't"
well. then. how did he get wet?"
Gle few outside"
"Grrr, Flew outside? Grrr, Sup