A PARROT STORY.
Mr. Travers, who stammers enough to make a story
interesting, went into a bird-fancier's in Center street,
to buy a parrot.
“H—h—have you got a—a—all kinds of b—b—
birds?” asked Mr. T.
“Yes, sir, all kinds,” said the bird-fancier politely.
“I w—w—want to b—buy a p—p—parrot,” hesitated
Mr. T.
“Well, here is a beauty. See what glittering plumage!”
“I—i—is he a g—g—good t—talker?” stammered
Travers.
“If he can't talk better than you can I'll give him
to you,” exclaimed the shopkeeper.
William bought the parrot.
