The Cairo bulletin., 1909-08-02
POOR
LITTLE DICK
He Was the Subject
Of Stormy Dispute

isn't feeling well; that's all
IAN right, then" said John Have
1t 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"
% make less noise!" cried John.
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
well you know that it isn't moulting
season! And there you sit! Reading
the paper! You ought to be ashamed
of yourself, John Cozzens, and you
know right well you had!
II tell you he wants exercise and
a 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 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"
We'll" 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 themw cried Mrs. Cozzens.
so he's wild, is he? Mercy sakes!
Suppose he bit his way out of his
cage some night and came and pecked
us to DEATH"
Don't be a fool" urged John
Don't you be a fool" cried Mrs.
Cozzens.
No' said John, its you that's the
fool"
oh, no 1t isn't" cried Mrs Coz
zens. ITS you that's the fool" And
having settled this mooted question
she cried in a spirited voice: You
get your things on now and go to the
bird store and get something to cure
hint"
Huh" snorted John behind his pa
per, and he shuffied his feet as shut
fe the feet OF an army,
Well" cried Mrs Cozzens, what
are you huh-ing about?"
HUH" snorted John again. "Td
like to see myself"
You put your hat and coat on"
cried Mrs. Cozzens, and out you go
this very minute!"
mo, sir," cried John no, sir, And
If any one thinks that I'm going to be
a messenger boy for a canary bird
well, they're mistaken, that's all
say"
20. that's all you say. is it?' cried
Mrs, Cozzens.
Yes" said John, That's all say"
We'll. anyhow" said Mrs. Cozzens,
'1'm going out to get him something.
He hasn't lifted his little head or
chtrped 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 chirping the
moment she entered the hall.
The little pet" she cried, "he
knows my step"
tBut 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
serious cast Of countenance and
looked around for his hat And "a
for Dick, I wish to say that the mo
ment Mrs Cozzens entered the room
Richard jumped up in the corner OF
his cage that was nearest to her and
fixing his eye on his mistress. he re-
iieved himself OF such a series Of In.
dignant and outraged Grips that Mrs.
Cozzens viewed him with mingled
pride and alarm.
why, what's the matter with
Dick?" she cried
How do ! know" grumbled John
"Tm not bird doctor. am /? Isn't he
spry enough 20 suit you now?'
"Spry enough" cried Mrs Cozzens
"Why, he's all wet!"
Well, 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
you been doing to that poor innocent
little bird?"
What do you suppose I've been do
ing to him." cried the indignant Mr..
Cozzens
John Cozzens demand to know!
Did You put that birdcage out in the
rain to get all wet?"
NO. I didn't"
well. then. how did he get wet?"
lie flew outside
"Grrr, Flew outside? Grrr. Sup |
nose he'd have flown away"