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You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org + + +Title: The Cockatoo's Story + +Author: Mrs. George Cupples + +Release Date: June 5, 2007 [EBook #21685] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1 + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE COCKATOO'S STORY *** + + + + +Produced by Marilynda Fraser-Cunliffe, Janet Blenkinship +and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team at +https://www.pgdp.net (This file was made using scans of +public domain works in the International Children's Digital +Library.) + + + + + + +</pre> + + + +<div class="figcenter"> + <img src="images/cover.jpg" width="362" height="550" + alt="cover" /><br /> + + </div> + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h1><a name="THE" id="THE"></a>THE</h1> + +<h1>COCKATOO'S STORY.</h1> + +<h4><i>By</i></h4> + +<h2><i>MRS. GEORGE CUPPLES.</i></h2> + +<h3>WITH 12 ILLUSTRATIONS.</h3> + +<p class="center">London:<br /> +T. NELSON AND SONS, PATERNOSTER ROW.<br /> +EDINBURGH; AND NEW YORK.<br />1881.</p> + + +<div class="figcenter"> + <img src="images/illus_004.jpg" width="351" height="550" + alt="cover" /><br /> + <b>A GREEDY DOG</b> <i>Page <a href='#Page_80'><b>80</b></a></i>. + + </div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="THE_COCKATOOS_STORY" id="THE_COCKATOOS_STORY"></a>THE COCKATOO'S STORY.</h2> + + +<div class="figleft"> + <img src="images/illus_007.jpg" style="margin-top: -2em; margin-right: -1em;" width="83" height="150" + alt="capital I" /><br /> + </div><p> begin to be ashamed of myself—I really do," said a white cockatoo, +as he sat on his perch one day. Then he gave himself a good shake, and +after walking up and down once or twice, he continued, "I think it vexes +the boy, and I can see he means to be kind. And, oh dear, dear! I see +now I brought the troubles on myself."</p> + +<p>"Kind!" screamed a small gray parrot from a perch on the opposite side; +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_8" id="Page_8">[Pg 8]</a></span>"of course he means to be kind. You won't often meet a kinder; let me +tell you that, sir. If I could only get this chain off my foot, I'd come +over and give you as good a pecking as ever you got in your life, you +sulky, ungrateful bird you! And then Master Herbert stands, day after +day, trying to tempt you with the daintiest morsels, and there you sit +and sulk, or take it with your face turned from him, when hunger forces +you."</p> + +<p>"There is no need to be so angry, old lady," replied the cockatoo. +"Didn't you hear me say, I begin to be ashamed of myself? But if you +only knew how I have been used, you would not wonder at my sulks."</p> + +<p>"Oh, if you have a foundation for your conduct, then I'll be happy to +retract," said Mrs. Polly, walking about her perch very fast indeed, and +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_9" id="Page_9">[Pg 9]</a></span>ruffling up her feathers as she walked. "No bird I ever had the +pleasure of living beside could say I was unreasonable; so please state +your case, state your case—I'm all attention, at-ten-tion;" and she +lengthened out the last word with a shrill scream peculiar to parrots.</p> + +<p>"But it would take ever so long to tell," said the cockatoo, "and my +feelings or my nerves have got the better of me at this moment, and I +really couldn't; only if you heard my history you would think it very +wonderful indeed;" and here Mr. Cockatoo lifted up his foot and +scratched his eye.</p> + +<p>"A history, did you say?" said the gray parrot, pausing in her walk +along her perch, and looking at him over her back. "Pray, how old are +you, may I ask?"</p> + +<p>"Well, I'll be about two years old," said the cockatoo, straightening +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_10" id="Page_10">[Pg 10]</a></span>himself up, and looking over to the gray parrot, as if he expected the +news would surprise her greatly.</p> + +<p>"Ha, ha, ha!" laughed Mrs. Polly; "two years old, and has a history! Oh +dear! my old sides will split. What a youth he is, to be sure, ha, ha, +ha!"</p> + +<p>"I don't see anything to laugh at," said the poor cockatoo, collapsing +into his sulky state once more. "I tell you I <i>have</i> a history, and a +wonderful history too. I wish you would stop that chatter."</p> + +<p>"Boy, boy, you'll be the death of me," said Mrs. Polly, not in her own +language, but in the words taught her by Master Herbert.</p> + +<p>"Oh, if you are going to speak in the language used by these abominable +people who keep us here as prisoners and slaves, I've nothing more to +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_11" id="Page_11">[Pg 11]</a></span>say," said the poor cockatoo, scratching his eye once more.</p> + +<p>"Well, I won't then," said Mrs. Polly graciously. "I have been told it +is the height of bad manners to speak in a foreign language, if it is +not understood by your companion, so I shall confine myself, when +addressing you, to my mother tongue. And now, since you have told me +your age, would you like to know mine?"</p> + +<p>"Yes," said the cockatoo, for he really was a little puzzled as to Mrs. +Polly's behaviour.</p> + +<p>"Well, I'm seventy years old!" replied Mrs. Polly, drawing up her neck +as far as its limited length would permit. "And now you can understand +why I laughed, sir; for it did look a little absurd to hear a bird of +your tender years speaking of a history. Think what mine must be, and +what I must have come through and seen in my long life!"<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_12" id="Page_12">[Pg 12]</a></span></p> + +<p>They were here interrupted by the appearance once more of Master +Herbert, who brought a most tempting piece of cake in his hand. Going up +to the cockatoo, he said, "I suppose I needn't offer you this, Cockatoo. +You are determined not to be friends." The cockatoo put out his claw for +it, and took it gently from Herbert's hand, who could not fail to see +there was a marked difference in the bird's appearance.</p> + +<p>"Good boy, good boy!" shrieked the gray parrot from her perch, quite +forgetting she had promised never to speak the English language, in her +eagerness to mark her approval of his conduct. "Now, if you really would +like to please Master Herbert," she continued in her own parrot tongue, +"I'd say the words he has been trying to teach you for days. Come, out +with it, old boy;" and again she relapsed into the English language.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_13" id="Page_13">[Pg 13]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figcenter"> + <img src="images/illus_013.jpg" width="358" height="550" + alt="cover" /><br /> + <b>CAKE FROM MASTER HERBERT.</b> <i>Page <a href='#Page_12'><b>12</b></a></i>. +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_14" id="Page_14">[Pg 14]</a></span><br /></p> + </div> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_15" id="Page_15">[Pg 15]</a></span></p> + +<p>The cockatoo looked into Herbert's kind eyes, and said as plainly as he +could, "Pretty Cocky."</p> + +<p>"Oh, you can speak after all," said Herbert. "Well, now, that's jolly; I +thought you were going to be a good-for-nothing stupid creature. Come +now, say it again; but give us the whole of the word."</p> + +<p>Assisted by Mrs. Polly's "Out with it, old boy," the cockatoo tried his +best, but could only get the length of "Pretty Cockat——" However, +Herbert was content with this for a beginning, and turned to the gray +parrot with a kind inquiry after her health; who instantly replied, +anxious perhaps to make up for her companion's tardiness, "Thank you, +sir; how d'ye do?"</p> + +<p>"I'm glad <i>you're</i> clever, Mrs. Polly," said Herbert. "Uncle James was +just saying to Lucy the other day, you were<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_16" id="Page_16">[Pg 16]</a></span> the cleverest parrot he +ever saw, and he has brought home dozens now." Mrs. Polly did not +understand all her young master said; but she knew by his voice and eye +he was praising her, so she said, with a pretty courtesy, "Thank you, +sir!" which made Herbert laugh very heartily; and when he further +requested her to dance, she did so at once, whistling a tune to herself +for an accompaniment. "Do you know, Mrs. Polly, you are to have another +companion very soon?" said Herbert, giving the gray parrot another piece +of cake. "He's a great scarlet macaw, and Uncle James says he is getting +him sent from South America. Oh dear! I should like to be able to +understand your chatter—I mean your own language, Polly—because you +could tell such a great deal about the different countries you have come +from. There's<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_17" id="Page_17">[Pg 17]</a></span> Cockatoo, he could tell us about the Indian Islands, and +Borneo;—that was where Uncle James brought you from, sir, when he was +on his voyage to Canton. He got ever so many birds of paradise, too; +for, luckily for him, they had just come over from New Guinea, and the +other islands where they generally stay. Oh dear! I do wish I understood +your language," he repeated again.</p> + +<p>At this moment, a great humble-bee came humming in at the window; and on +looking up, what should Herbert see but a tiny fairy sitting on its +back! In a moment the bee lighted on the table, and stopped its humming; +and then the fairy's voice could be distinctly heard, as she stood up on +the back of the humble-bee, saying,——</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">"Little boy, with eyes so blue,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">You are kind and you are true</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">To the birds, the beasts, the flowers,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Their language we will make it yours:</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Then listen to Miss Polly's speech,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">And hear what lesson she will teach."</span><br /> +</p> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_18" id="Page_18">[Pg 18]</a></span>With these words she waved her shining silver wand, and touching him +first on one ear, and then on the other, as she rode past him, was borne +away out of the window once more, on the back of the humble-bee.</p> + +<p>Herbert didn't know very well what had happened, and thought he was +dreaming, till he heard Mrs. Polly saying to the cockatoo, "Now, sir, if +you sulk, Master Herbert will know what it's for."</p> + +<p>"I say, Polly," said Herbert, "am I really to understand your language? +Did you see the fairy too?"</p> + +<p>"Oh yes, sir," replied Mrs. Polly. "I saw her, and heard what she said; +and let me tell you, sir, it isn't every boy that receives such a +reward; but you must have pleased the fairy Fauna, by being<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_19" id="Page_19">[Pg 19]</a></span> kind to all +the creatures, great and small. Yes, she has heard no doubt how you open +the window, and put the bees and the blue-bottle flies out, instead of +killing them. I shouldn't wonder if it was that great spider whose life +you spared who told her. You remember your cousin Dick wanted to kill +it; and I noticed she guided the bee with threads from a spider's web."</p> + +<p>"Well, I'm very glad," said Herbert laughing. "I must say the reward is +greater than I deserve, for it seems an easy thing to be kind to animals +and insects."</p> + +<p>"It's not such an easy thing as you think, sir," said Mrs. Polly. "I've +lived seventy years in this world, and I've kept my eyes wide open, and +I've seen boys, ay, and girls too, do very cruel things to dumb +animals."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_20" id="Page_20">[Pg 20]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Dear me, Polly, have you lived seventy years?" replied Herbert in much +astonishment; "I had no idea of it. Uncle James says parrots live to a +great age—he knew one that was a hundred years old; but somehow I +thought you were quite young. I mustn't ask you to dance quite so often, +for your legs must feel rather stiff at times. But what was <i>that</i> the +fairy said you could teach me? Is it a story? I must hear it."</p> + +<p>"Very well, sir," said Mrs. Polly, courtesying again, just to show how +agile she was, for she did not like the idea of her old legs being +thought stiff. "But before you came in, Mr. Cockatoo was preparing to +tell me his history, the history of his life. He is two years old, +Master Herbert, and as he fancies the world has ill-used him, I think it +would make him more comfortable to tell his story first, if you don't +mind, sir."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_21" id="Page_21">[Pg 21]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Oh, very well," said Herbert, delighted to think that he could +understand the cockatoo also. "But I must not forget my lessons. I shall +go now and learn them; and in the afternoon, when you are in your cages, +I will bring the fish-hooks I have got to make, and while I do them we +can listen to the story."</p> + +<p>"We shall be all the better of a few quiet hours," said Mrs. Polly, who +was very fond of a nap in the afternoon, especially after partaking of +rich cake. "Dear me, Master Herbert, one gets quite stupified looking +back into one's life. We'll lay our brains in sleep, sir, while you're +at your lessons. Good-day, good-day." Out of compliment, she finished +off with Herbert's own language, though had she said it in her own he +would have understood it quite well. But Polly hadn't lived for seventy +years for nothing.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_22" id="Page_22">[Pg 22]</a></span></p> + +<p>In the afternoon the cockatoo's cage was placed at the open window, +Polly preferring to have hers on one side, to be away from the draught; +and when Herbert had got his box of hooks, and his coloured feathers, +and reels of silk placed conveniently, he bade Mr. Cockatoo begin his<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_23" id="Page_23">[Pg 23]</a></span> +story.</p> + + +<div class="figcenter"> + <img src="images/illus_023.jpg" width="349" height="550" + alt="cover" /><br /> + <b>LISTENING TO THE COCKATOO'S STORY.</b> <i>Page <a href='#Page_22'><b>22</b></a></i>. + + </div> + +<p>"You said some time ago, Master Herbert," began the cockatoo, "that I<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_24" id="Page_24">[Pg 24]</a></span> +was brought from the Indian Islands; and I suppose you're right, sir, +though I can't say I ever heard the name before to-day: all I can say +is, I remember the place well. When I popped my head out of my shell, I +found other three heads had done the same, so I was the youngest of my +family. A sad circumstance for me, as you will see. There we lay, +without a single feather, and not even a particle of down to cover us, +our heads feeling far too large<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_25" id="Page_25">[Pg 25]</a></span> for our naked bodies. We had to be as +patient as we could, down in our nest in an old rotten tree, till the +down began to come; but it was three or four months before we were +fairly covered with feathers. Somehow, being the youngest, my feathers +were longer of coming than were the others; and when our mother was out +of hearing, my brothers would laugh at me, and make fun of my big +head—for it certainly was a very large head. This treatment spoiled my +temper, and I would sit and sulk by myself, taking a delight in refusing +to join in any of their sports when a fourth was required. I used to +creep up to the top of the tree, and sit trimming my feathers, spreading +them out and trying to make the most of their scanty appearance, till my +patience was rewarded; for beyond a doubt, at the end of the fifth month +my plumage was<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_26" id="Page_26">[Pg 26]</a></span> something wonderful to behold for beauty. As for my head +being large, it now helped to show off the splendid yellow crest; and +the awkward look was quite gone. Still my temper hadn't improved; indeed +I think it was worse, for conceit was added to my other bad qualities; +and when I would have liked to be amiable and join the merry flock of +cockatoos that lived in the trees near us, they would have nothing to +say to me. My mother used often to moan and vex herself about me, and +she did her best to keep as near me as she could, warning me that it was +not safe for a cockatoo to wander far from his home. And then she would +tell me of wonderful escapes she had made in her day, both from wild +animals and the snares of wicked men. Though these stories frightened me +terribly, I must own, making my crest stand up with fright to hear her, +still I<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_27" id="Page_27">[Pg 27]</a></span> used to beg her to tell me more, for it was often a change from +the dull hours I spent; and I must say my mother behaved in a most +amiable manner towards me.</p> + +<p>"Then she would take pains to show us what kind of fruits to eat, +warning us particularly against the fruit of the cotton-tree, which, +though pleasant to the taste, was a dangerous one for taking away the +senses. Ah, if I had only followed her advice! Still, with my mother for +company now and then, my days were very happy, in spite of the coldness +and dislike of my brothers and their young companions. Indeed, living in +my lovely home, it would have been strange if I had felt anything else. +How often since, while sitting in this cage or on my perch, have I +thought of those happy days of freedom! Forests of woods and grasses, +bear<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_28" id="Page_28">[Pg 28]</a></span>ing the most lovely flowers and the most delicious fruits, from the +edge of the sea to the top of the mountain. And then the clear cool +water, where we could plunge ourselves several times a day;—how +different from the small quantity Marjory allows me! We lived close to +the banks of a small river; and oh, it was so delightful, after plunging +into the water, to keep shaking my plumage, until the greater portion of +water was out, and then sit in the sun till I was quite dry! There were +no men on our island, else I should have remembered seeing them; and +nothing ever disturbed our slumbers, save the wild pigs that sometimes +went about routing and grunting, or a cry from one of our band.</p> + +<p>"And so time passed on, till we were a year old, when one day we were +startled by hearing screams from a thicket not far<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_29" id="Page_29">[Pg 29]</a></span> off. On getting +along as fast as I could, I met my brothers flying from one branch to +another in the direction I was coming from, who screamed to me to +escape, for an enemy was at hand. One of them said something about my +mother, but what, I could not make out clearly; only I knew she was in<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_30" id="Page_30">[Pg 30]</a></span> +danger somehow. I was in such a hurry to get to see what had happened to +her—for I did love my mother—that I positively took a good long +flight, and landed on a tree some distance off. Then, what was my<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_31" id="Page_31">[Pg 31]</a></span> +astonishment to see a great large face, quite different from anything I +had ever seen before, looking at me from round the trunk! And there, +too, at the bottom of the tree, lay my poor mother, evidently dead. I +heard him cry to another man below to hand him up his bow and arrow; but +before he had got it I flew off once more, taking a longer flight than +before. An old cockatoo told me afterwards that very likely my mother +was not dead, but that she had only been stunned, as those men would<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_32" id="Page_32">[Pg 32]</a></span> +have a button on the arrow to prevent it from killing her. It took me +ever so many days to find my way back to my old home; and when I did +find it, not one of my old companions was there. Gloomy though my +disposition was, still I did not like the idea of living alone, and I +set out to try to find them. On my way I met an old cockatoo who had +been a friend of my poor mother's, and who like me had lost her +companions, so we agreed to go on together. I found her a most +intelligent companion, and she was very useful in showing me what fruit +was good for eating, for there were many new kinds. She showed me some +curious birds'-nests, and told me that men ate them; and a<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_33" id="Page_33">[Pg 33]</a></span> good +hearty chuckle we had over it, you may be sure. We regaled ourselves by +picking out the pulp of the banana, the palm, the lemon, and the berries +from the coffee-tree; and coming upon an almond-tree, we stayed under it +for a whole week. Then we proceeded on our journey. We must have +travelled miles, and we were beginning to despair of ever seeing the +flock again, when we heard a great chatter chatter, and in a few minutes +we came in sight of a great number of birds of different colours, in +earnest conversation.</p> + + +<div class="figcenter"> + <img src="images/illus_031.jpg" width="344" height="550" + alt="cover" /><br /> + <b>DANGEROUS COMPANY.</b> <i>Page <a href='#Page_29'><b>29</b></a></i>. + + </div> + +<p>"'Stop, my boy,' said my companion; 'we had better not show ourselves +for a little. They may be friends; but birds though they are, if they +see anything strange in our appearance, they will fall upon us, and may +peck out our feathers, if not our very eyes.'"<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_34" id="Page_34">[Pg 34]</a></span></p> + +<p>"After waiting for a little," continued the cockatoo, "and after +listening very hard, my companion explained to me she thought we might +venture to join the group; for if they weren't cockatoos, they were our +cousins the parrots; and in a minute more she spread out her wings, and +alighted in the midst of them. They were somewhat startled at first; but +on her explaining why she was there, they received her very kindly; and +she then called out to me to approach, for I had waited in a bush out of +sight, feeling a little shy and nervous. They were greatly delighted +with my appearance, and I fear they quite turned my head by their +praises. I know I gave myself airs, and strutted about in a manner that +would have vexed my poor mother, could she but have seen me. My +companion over and over again reminded me to beware of<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_35" id="Page_35">[Pg 35]</a></span> conceit, saying +that even in a cockatoo it was a dangerous thing to carry about with +one; and that though our cousins were pleased with me at present, they +would tire of praising me by-and-by, if they saw how foolish it made me. +But I was only a year old at that time, and had always been a little +headstrong and difficult to manage.</p> + +<p>"As my old friend had said," continued the cockatoo, "my newly-found +cousins were not long in finding out my bad qualities, and they were +almost harder upon me than my own brothers had been; which caused my +temper to give way again, and from being a very frank, obliging bird, I +became quite a cross, ill-natured one. One day I had retired to the +woods, and was sitting sulking by myself in a bush, when the old +cockatoo came and perched herself on the branch<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_36" id="Page_36">[Pg 36]</a></span> above me. For some +minutes she sat looking at me without uttering a sound; but every now +and then she would shake her head, or raise up her crest in rather a +fierce manner. At last I couldn't stand it any longer, and I cried out +in a very angry tone of voice, 'Why, what do you mean by looking at me +like that? I would rather not be disturbed.' And I gave a very ugly and +angry screech.</p> + +<p>"'Cockatoo,' said she, 'I am grieved to the heart by your behaviour. +Take my advice, sir, and mend your ways, else I fear something bad will +come of it.'</p> + +<p>"'I will not be interfered with,' I said; 'and I don't care if you never +speak to me again;' and I screeched louder and uglier than before.</p> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_37" id="Page_37">[Pg 37]</a></span></p> +<div class="figcenter"> + <img src="images/illus_037.jpg" width="360" height="550" + alt="cover" /><br /> + <b>UNWELCOME ADVICE.</b> <i>Page <a href='#Page_36'><b>36</b></a></i>. + + </div> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_38" id="Page_38">[Pg 38]</a></span><br /></p> + +<p>"I must say she was very good to me, though I couldn't or wouldn't see +it at the time; and seeing that I was determined<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_39" id="Page_39">[Pg 39]</a></span> to be sulky and +ill-natured, she left me. Two or three days after, a green parrot, that +my friend had warned me against, came and sat in a bush near me. He kept +chattering away to himself,—speaking about the hard way he was used by +the other parrots, and threatening to fly away and see them no more. +Now, I had noticed they were rather severe upon him, but I also knew he +was not a well-behaved bird by any means; but in my present state of +mind I couldn't help pitying him.</p> + +<p>"Creeping along the branch, I ventured to inquire what was the matter, +when he poured into my ears a perfect shower of complaints against his +brothers and sisters, friends and companions, and even against his +parents. Two or three times I tried to get in a word of inquiry as to +whether some of his trouble had not<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_40" id="Page_40">[Pg 40]</a></span> been brought on by his own conduct; +for at that moment I remembered how gently my mother used to speak to me +when I used to rage against all the cockatoos in my happy home by the +bank of the river. However, it was useless to interfere with him, for +the mere mention of the idea made his rage something fearful to witness. +The sight of him called to mind, too, what my mother used to say to us +when we lay curled up snugly in our nest in the old tree, before my +brothers had learned to tease me. 'Children,' she used to say, 'a +beautiful plumage is all very well, but a happy-looking face, and a +kind, amiable disposition, are to be prized far before the loveliest +coloured feathers.'</p> + +<p>"This parrot now before me was as lovely a bird of his kind as one would +wish to see; but his face was purple with rage, and his lovely feathers +were all ruffled<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_41" id="Page_41">[Pg 41]</a></span> and rumpled with passion, so that any kind of feathers +might have served him equally well.</p> + +<p>"I cannot tell how it was," said the cockatoo, "but from that time I was +always meeting the discontented parrot; and we gradually got more and +more intimate. My good friend, the old cockatoo, did not hesitate to +warn me against my companion; but I was angry with her, because I +fancied she lectured me, having no right to do so, and treated me as if +I had been a perfect baby. Then one night, after a long conversation +with the parrot, I agreed to fly away with him, and seek our fortunes on +some other part of the island. It was arranged that we should set out +the next morning before the sun was up; for the parrot thought if he +went away in open daylight, his father, who was a very fierce parrot, +would<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_42" id="Page_42">[Pg 42]</a></span> interfere with our flight. I cannot tell you why I felt sorry, +after the parrot left me, at the idea of leaving my good, kind friend, +the old cockatoo; but I really was. She had been so good to me, and had +so much to tell me about what she had seen during her long life, and in +her travels, that time passed very quickly indeed. That evening, too, +when I had retired to the branch I had selected for my sleeping-place, I +overheard a conversation between a very large mother parrot and her +three young ones, that somewhat filled my heart with alarm. 'Be<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_43" id="Page_43">[Pg 43]</a></span> +contented, children,' the mother parrot was saying. 'I have known many +parrots come to an untimely end, because they were always wanting to see +what was beyond the trees and bushes of their own home. I remember my +grandfather telling me about how a brother and he had strayed away far +into the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_44" id="Page_44">[Pg 44]</a></span> woods, and they were overtaken by the darkness, and were +forced to remain in a tree all night. But he had not fallen asleep long +when he heard a great shriek; and on opening his eyes, what should he +see but an immense ape clutching his brother by the throat, and carrying +him away up to the top of the tree out of sight. It was all my +grandfather could do to get his wings to carry him home, he was so weak +and faint with the fright; and never again did he wander from his +companions.'<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_45" id="Page_45">[Pg 45]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figcenter"> + <img src="images/illus_043.jpg" width="357" height="550" + alt="cover" /><br /> + <b>A LESSON IN CONTENTMENT.</b> <i>Page <a href='#Page_42'><b>42</b></a></i>. + + </div> + + +<p>"Oh, that I had listened even then to the old mother parrot's wise +advice!" said the cockatoo, as he scratched his eye. "Ah, sir," he said, +turning to Herbert, "it's harder to bear troubles when they come upon us +by our own folly.</p> + +<p>"The sun was scarcely up when the green parrot was beside me; and as I +had<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_46" id="Page_46">[Pg 46]</a></span> promised to join him, I did not like to hesitate or draw back now. +So we set out on our travels, without even saying good-bye to any one. +For days we travelled on through the forest, and a happy enough time it +was; for my companion was apparently delighted at the idea of his +freedom, and chattered away in a very amiable manner. But toward the end +of the third day we were startled by hearing strange sounds; and on +peering down from the branches, we saw a man. I did not know he was a +man at the time; but I found out to my cost what he was only too soon. +He had some dogs with him, and seemed to be waiting for something, for +he peeped cautiously round a tree every now and then, bidding the dogs +lie close. Then in a moment came a fearful crack from a gun he carried, +and something gave a great roar and a wild snort, and I nearly lost<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_47" id="Page_47">[Pg 47]</a></span> my +senses with the fright. It was all I could do to clutch on by the +branch, my legs shook so with fear; and as for my companion, if it +hadn't been for falling into a cleft in a branch, he would have gone +straight down on to the man's wide-spreading hat. The cry had come from +a boar, which lay dead or dying; and in a very few minutes the man had +fastened something to his legs, and began dragging him away, while the +dogs capered, and danced, and barked round them.</p> + +<p>"You may well believe we felt no anxiety to continue our travels, for a +little. There were not many trees near us with fruit that we cared for, +except a cotton-tree; and I ate and ate, wondering why my mother could +have been so stupid as to say its fruit was not safe. But all at once I +began to feel my eyes shutting; and to rouse myself I flew on to +another<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_48" id="Page_48">[Pg 48]</a></span> tree, where my companion soon joined me. Though it was broad +daylight, I was as sleepy as if it had been the dead of night; and I +recollect nothing more, till, on opening my eyes, I found myself in a +dark, dingy place, and heard strange noises—grunts coming from under my +feet, cries from every side; and then such a number of strange-looking +creatures all about, and one quite different in colour from the others +standing near where I was tied; for I soon found I was securely fastened +by the foot."</p> + +<p>"That was my uncle," said Herbert; "and he told me how he had found you +and your companion quite stupified with eating the cotton seeds; and +that was a Dyak log-house you were in."</p> + +<p>"When I recovered my senses," said the cockatoo, "I had been taken on +board ship, and placed in a large wicker-cage.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_49" id="Page_49">[Pg 49]</a></span> There were ever so many +more birds in the ship, but I did not see them then, and thought I was +quite alone. However, I had not been many hours in my cage when, to my +horror, a large monkey came and stared at me, putting his ugly hairy +face so close to the cage, that it was all I could do to scream with +fright. At first the men drove him away, but they were soon too busy to +pay any attention to my cries; and somehow I got to be less frightened, +when I saw that he couldn't get near me, though he tried ever so hard. +Round and round he went, tugging at the bars in vain; then he mounted on +the top, and peered at me through the openings, grinning in a very ugly +manner. Now, I had always been considered a bold cockatoo, and anything +but a coward; and so, when I saw his tail sticking between the bars, I +flew down to the bottom of the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_50" id="Page_50">[Pg 50]</a></span> cage, and seizing it, gave it such a +bite that I nipped the piece quite out! Away he went, howling and +yelling; but though he showed it to ever so many of the men, they said +it served him right for teasing me.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_51" id="Page_51">[Pg 51]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figcenter"> + <img src="images/illus_051.jpg" width="353" height="550" + alt="cover" /><br /> + <b>THE COCKATOO'S REVENGE.</b> <i>Page <a href='#Page_50'><b>50</b></a></i>. + + </div> + +<p>"It was, no doubt, very dull, but I was greatly cheered by the company<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_52" id="Page_52">[Pg 52]</a></span> +of a little girl, the daughter of one of the passengers. She used to +come down every morning, and chatter away to me about all sorts of +things, not one of which I understood, except that she always called me +Pretty Cockatoo, as you do, Master Herbert. She knew, too, what I liked +to eat, and would bring me almonds, and fruit, and sweet cake, and would +stay chattering away to me while I ate them. Soon I began to weary for +her coming, and would sit counting the hours, and forgetting my wrongs, +while waiting for her to come<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_53" id="Page_53">[Pg 53]</a></span> again. I liked the almonds, of course; +but I liked to see her face, and hear her kind voice, far more. And I +think I was less sulky and unhappy during that time than I had been all +my life. It was the parting from her that upset me, and made me fall +into a gloomy and sulky state of mind. I well remember the last day we +were together. She came to me with a piece of cake she had saved for me +from her own lunch; and I seemed somehow to understand what she was +saying. I felt at the time she was asking me to be a good bird; but now +that I have known you, sir, so long, and am better acquainted with the +English language, I know she told me how much happier I should be if I +were good. 'Oh fie, Cockatoo,' I think I hear her saying, 'how naughty +of you to bite the captain's finger; you ought to be a good bird, +sir,—and he is<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_54" id="Page_54">[Pg 54]</a></span> so kind to you, and all the birds aboard.' It was all +very well for Miss Maud to speak of the captain being good; but I could +not forget he had taken me from my home, and made me a prisoner. Ah, +sir, you would not like to have your liberty taken from you; you would +feel it hard; and you would look upon the person who held you captive, +however kind he was, as a foe instead of a friend."</p> + +<p>"And are you still longing for your freedom so much, Cockatoo?" said +Herbert, who could not bear the idea of any of his pets being unhappy.</p> + +<p>"Oh yes, sir," said the poor cockatoo. "I often feel how delightful it +would be if I could get this ring off my foot and fly away to the +shrubbery; and how I should rejoice to plunge in that little pond where +you have your gold-fish."</p> + +<p>"Now, I should like to give you your<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_55" id="Page_55">[Pg 55]</a></span> heart's desire, Cockatoo; but if I +set you at liberty in this country you would die. We have no orange, +lemon, or coffee trees in our garden; and though we have apples and +pears in plenty, you could not stand the long cold nights. But I'll tell +you what I will do: if you will make a promise not to fly far, and to +return to your cage when I call you, I shall let you free to fly about +in the shrubbery; and you can bathe in the pond, if you do not harm the +fish."</p> + +<p>"Oh, thank you, Master Herbert," cried the cockatoo. "I'll come back at +a moment's notice,—I really will."</p> + +<p>"Mee-a-ow, mew," cried Polly, imitating the cry of a cat. "Beware of +Miss Puss."</p> + +<p>"You're right, Polly; that is very amiable of you," said Herbert. "Now, +here goes, Cockatoo, and I shall expect<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_56" id="Page_56">[Pg 56]</a></span> you to report yourself, as +uncle might say, in an hour's time." With that he opened the cage door, +and with a glad scream away flew the cockatoo.</p> + +<p>"I don't know if I have done right or not, Polly," said Herbert. "I hope +he will return, else my uncle will be very angry. He thought Cockatoo +was the finest bird he had ever seen of the kind. Come now, Polly, you +promised to tell me your history after Cockatoo had told his."</p> + +<p>"Oh no, sir, I made no promise," said Mrs. Polly, walking up and down +the perch very fast, turning at each end with a graceful and coquettish +air. "After such a wonderful story as we have heard, it would quite +spoil it to listen to such an old, humdrum affair as mine."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_57" id="Page_57">[Pg 57]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figcenter"> + <img src="images/illus_057.jpg" width="335" height="550" + alt="cover" /><br /> + <b>FREEDOM FOR AN HOUR.</b> <i>Page <a href='#Page_56'><b>56</b></a></i>. + + </div> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_58" id="Page_58">[Pg 58]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Now, Polly, don't be cross," said Herbert; "the fairy must have fancied +you<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_59" id="Page_59">[Pg 59]</a></span> could tell a good thing, else she wouldn't have said what she +did."</p> + +<p>"Oh, she had no idea I could tell a story," said Polly; "she only meant +that, considering my great age, I ought to be able to give you a word of +good advice. She only said it out of politeness."</p> + +<p>"A fairy would be sure to know all about you," said Herbert, "and would +never say what she didn't mean."</p> + +<p>"Ah, there's more than fairies do that," said Polly, pausing to shake +her head. "I once knew a little boy who said to his cousin, 'Oh, I hope +your mamma will let you come again on Saturday;' and then, when his +cousin was out of hearing, he turned and said, 'I hope he won't get +leave to come, he's such a cross-patch.'"</p> + +<p>"O Polly, what a sly rogue you are! I see I shall have to be careful +what I say before you," said Herbert.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_60" id="Page_60">[Pg 60]</a></span></p> + +<p>"I hate deceit," said Polly. "Ah, I knew a man who was well punished for +a fine trick he played; and about a bird of my species, too."</p> + +<p>"Do tell it me, Polly, there's a dear," said Herbert.</p> + +<p>"Well, I was once the favourite Polly of an old bird-stuffer," said Mrs. +Polly; "and great pains he took to teach me many songs and words of your +language, and very proud he was when I managed to say them. He was so +very fond of me, that after I had gone to bed, with my head on my back, +he would creep downstairs and repeat the words he had been dinning into +my ears all day; and just to get rid of him, more than to please him, I +used to say them correctly, and so off he would go to bed as pleased as +possible. One day a gentleman brought two birds to be stuffed, and I +heard him say they<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_61" id="Page_61">[Pg 61]</a></span> were trogons. Now, they are very rare birds; and +after the gentleman went away, my master exclaimed, 'I have long been +wanting a bird of this kind. I think I could manage to make one to +myself out of some of the feathers!'</p> + +<p>"Now, the very night before, my master had come down with his red +night-cap on his head to teach me to say, 'Honesty is the best policy;' +because he wanted me to call out to the servant-maid, 'Who stole the +tea?' and finish off with the other as a warning. So I said under my +breath, but loud enough for him to hear, 'Honesty, sir, is the +best——;' and then screamed out, 'Who stole the——? Oh, fie for +shame!'</p> + +<p>"You should have seen how he started, Master Herbert; but he went on +with his wicked intentions, and actually kept back every third feather, +making a bird to resemble a trogon out of them. When he<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_62" id="Page_62">[Pg 62]</a></span> tried to get me +to say that about honesty, I never would do it again, but kept saying +instead, 'Oh fie! Who stole the feathers?' And the more he wanted me to +change the word into tea or sugar, the more I cried 'feath—ers.' He was +so angry with me about it that he sold me to an old lady, who took me +away in her carriage."</p> + +<p>"But where did you come from first of all, Polly?" said Herbert. "Where +were you born?"</p> + +<p>"I really cannot tell you, sir," said Polly. "I have heard the old +bird-stuffer telling people I was a native of Western Africa, but +whether that was true or not I do not know. All I can recollect of my +first home was sitting beside an old parrot like what I am myself now, +who, I suppose, was my mother; and on looking round, I saw a strange +animal glaring at me from the trunk of the tree behind. I<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_63" id="Page_63">[Pg 63]</a></span> fluttered and +screamed, but my mother did not seem to fancy there was any danger, +till, all at once, she was pounced upon by the animal, and dragged away, +and I never saw her more. Then I crept back into the nest, and lay +half-dead with fright, moaning and crying at times for very loneliness; +but she never came. And even now, Master Herbert—would you believe +it?—I keep thinking of that dreadful time, and I have to shriek out for +some relief to my feelings. You often ask me what I am crying for, but +you will know now. And you often wonder why I won't be friends with the +cat, and try to bite her when I get a chance. Well, the animal that +stole my mother was so very like a cat, that I cannot help hating +everything that looks like one.—But don't you think, sir, Mr. Cocky is +staying out beyond his time. I am not sure of him, sir. Re<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_64" id="Page_64">[Pg 64]</a></span>member, by +his own showing, he was an ill-behaved, ungrateful bird in his youth."</p> + +<p>"Yes; but, Polly, don't you think he has some good qualities too?" said +Master Herbert. "I liked to hear him tell how he went to look for his +mother, when the rest were running away, leaving her to her fate. I +really think, if his brothers had been kinder to him he would have been +more amiable. And papa often tells me that if he sees a boy kind to his +mother, he is pretty sure to turn out a good man in the end. But tell +me, Polly, how you got on after your mother left."</p> + +<p>"Well, sir," continued Polly, "as I sat looking out of the nest in the +tree, another parrot came and sat beside me, asking all sorts of +questions as to where my mother had gone; and when I told him, he stayed +and took care of me. I suppose he must have been my father. But before I +was<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_65" id="Page_65">[Pg 65]</a></span> many months older, I was knocked down off the tree, just in the +same way as Cockatoo says his mother was knocked down, and I was put +into a cage and carried away along with ever so many birds. I've +scarcely any recollection of living out of a cage, sir, or off a perch, +the time I stayed in my native woods being so short, and so very long +ago."</p> + +<p>"And how did you like the old lady, Polly?" inquired Herbert.</p> + +<p>"Oh, very well indeed, sir," she replied. "I had plenty to eat and +drink, and a very fine brass cage to live in, and a servant to attend to +my wants along with the other birds my mistress had. I cannot say I was +ever troubled with a restless disposition,—owing, I suppose, to my +having been taken from my native land when I was so very young,—and I +always felt very happy. My mistress took<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_66" id="Page_66">[Pg 66]</a></span> a great deal of notice of me, +teaching me a great many things, and particularly songs. I used to sing +a verse of an old song called 'Crazie Jane,' and another called 'The +Maid of Lodi,' which used to be a great favourite with my mistress; and +when I saw her coming in with some dainty bits from the dessert after +dinner, I used to dance about my perch, and cry out,—</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">'I sing the Maid of Lodi,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">Who sweetly sung to me,'</span><br /> +</p> + +<p>which used to make her so happy, poor old lady. But I am sorry to say my +singing led me into some trouble. I used to be put in the kitchen at +night to benefit by the heat of the fire, and I used to be teased a good +deal by the servants to sing. Now, it was past my usual bed-hour when I +was taken to the kitchen, and as I always went to bed at sunset, I<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_67" id="Page_67">[Pg 67]</a></span> used +to be quite angry with them, and would say all sorts of impudent things +instead of singing. But, as they would then walk away with my dishes, +and threaten to pour water on me if I didn't do what they said, in +desperation I would sing my songs to get rid of them. One young woman, +the lady's-maid, was particularly tormenting in this way; and when Tom, +the footman, tried to teach me a new song, I could not help noticing she +was in a great fright. I pricked up my ears at once, and showed Tom I +was all attention. In a very few days I could say it quite correctly, +but no one knew of it except Tom. Seeing the lady's-maid preparing to go +out one day, and dressed in her very finest clothes, I took the +opportunity to ask her for a drink of water, my dish being empty; but +she was in a hurry, and cross at something, and instead of re<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_68" id="Page_68">[Pg 68]</a></span>plying +civilly, she made such an ugly face, and flapped her handkerchief at me. +My mistress, who was going out too, had her back turned at the moment, +else the maid had not dared to do such a thing. But I had not learned to +bear insults quietly then, and was young and hot-headed, so, thirsting +for revenge, I screamed out what Tom had taught me:</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">'How happy you shall be</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">With your bold soldier boy!'</span><br /> +</p> + +<p>How frightened she did look, to be sure! Up she came to the cage, and in +the most coaxing voice said, 'Pretty Polly! would Polly like some fresh +bread and milk?—Oh, please, madam, wait till I get Polly some food! Her +dish is quite empty, poor, dear bird!' and away she flew to fetch me +some.</p> + +<p>"'Why, what's Polly saying, Emma, about a soldier?' said my mistress +sol<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_69" id="Page_69">[Pg 69]</a></span>emnly. 'Now, you know I abhor soldiers.'</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">"'How happy you shall be!</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Come with me—you shall see</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">Your bold soldier boy!'</span><br /> +</p> + +<p>I sang out again, dancing about my perch in great delight at the +mischief I was causing.</p> + +<p>"'Emma, what do I hear?' said my mistress. 'Have you still anything to +do with that soldier, after what I said?'</p> + +<p>"And now I began to feel sorry for poor Emma, who fell a-crying, and +held up her hands in despair or entreaty. Then I thought to myself, what +good had my revenge done me? So hoping to help her out of the +difficulty, I called out, 'Tom, Tom, Tom! Come here, sir! Oh fie!'</p> + +<p>"Tom was at the door waiting for our mistress, I knew; and being a +kind-hearted lad, he came in at once; and seeing Emma in tears, and +hearing the story,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_70" id="Page_70">[Pg 70]</a></span> told he had taught me the song, and she knew nothing +about it. Though my mistress said she was satisfied with Tom's +explanation, she was still angry, and ordered poor Emma to take off her +finery and remain at home. After she was gone, Emma took my cage into +the garden, where I was often allowed to remain for hours. But I was +very much surprised when she took me out and allowed me to sit on her +hand, much to little Dido the Italian grayhound's indignation, for he +was always a jealous animal. I really believe she wanted me to fly away +then and there. But, as I told you before, Master Herbert, I never was +of a restless turn, and had no ambition to leave my home. Seeing this, +she gave me a great twist by the toes to put me back into the cage; but +as she pinched me very hard, I tried, in self-defence, to bite her,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_71" id="Page_71">[Pg 71]</a></span> and +in the scuffle she broke a piece of my toe off, which has never grown on +again. But whenever I look at it I am reminded, if revenge is sweet, it +doesn't escape without something bitter too; and Miss Emma no doubt felt +the same, because I left my mark for ever upon her soft white arm."</p> + +<p>"Thank you, Polly," said Herbert. "I see the fairy is right in saying +you have many useful lessons to teach; but I must now go and see what +Mr. Cockatoo is about. I do hope he hasn't flown away, for Uncle James +would never forgive me for letting him off, he thinks so much of his +beautiful plumage."</p> + +<p>Herbert had a good hunt all over the grounds for the cockatoo, and was +just going to give him up, when, as he approached the summer-house, he +heard him chattering, and trying to say, "Pretty Cockatoo."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_72" id="Page_72">[Pg 72]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Oh, you're there, are you?" said Herbert. "It's past the time I allowed +you to stay out, so come along, old fellow,—a bargain's a bargain."</p> + +<p>"Just one more flight, sir," said the cockatoo. "My wings are so stiff, +I've only taken a very few."</p> + +<p>Herbert having consented, away flew the cockatoo down on to the path; +but at that moment a huge cat, which lived outside, and which had a +lively young family of five kittens, under the summer-house, saw the +bird and made a pounce at him, catching him by the feathers of his tail. +Fortunately Herbert saw what had happened, and before the cockatoo had +time to scream, he had pitched his cap at Mrs. Puss, and then drove her +away with the branch of a tree lying near. Mr. Cockatoo was shaking with +fright, and was thankful to find himself inside<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_73" id="Page_73">[Pg 73]</a></span> his cage once more, +with the door securely shut. For some time after, when Herbert urged him +to take a little exercise, he refused, saying that he agreed with Mrs. +Polly in thinking that, as they were now in a foreign country, flying +about did not seem to suit his health, and that there were worse places +than his cage.</p> + +<p>Some days after, Herbert's cousins came to pay him a visit; and as +Minnie was recovering from a severe illness, the sofa was taken out of +doors, and placed under the spreading branches of an oak-tree. There she +lay, enjoying the fresh cool air that wafted along under the branches; +while Herbert read aloud her last new book to her and her sister Grace. +Polly, who had taken a great fancy to Minnie, had requested Herbert to +place her perch close to them; for, though she liked to be out of doors, +her terror of cats was so great,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_74" id="Page_74">[Pg 74]</a></span> that unless she was closely guarded +she preferred to remain in her cage. It was a book on natural history +Herbert was reading from. In the midst of a dry description of the +habits of the humming-bird, he suddenly broke out with——</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">"'The humming-bird! the humming-bird!</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 3em;">So fairy-like and bright</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">It lives among the sunny flowers,—</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 3em;">A creature of delight!</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">"'In the radiant islands of the East,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 3em;">Where fragrant spices grow,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">A thousand thousand humming-birds</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 3em;">Are glancing to and fro!'"</span><br /> +</p> + +<p>"Oh! how beautiful they must be!" exclaimed Herbert, pausing in the +reading. "How delightful it must be to visit foreign countries! Only +think of 'a thousand thousand humming-birds!'"<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_75" id="Page_75">[Pg 75]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figcenter"> + <img src="images/illus_075.jpg" width="352" height="550" + alt="cover" /><br /> + <b>HERBERT AND HIS COUSINS.</b> <i>Page <a href='#Page_74'><b>74</b></a></i>. + + </div> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_76" id="Page_76">[Pg 76]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Do you know," said Grace, "when I was a little thing, I used to lie +awake at night and think of all the different animals and birds and +fishes there are in the world,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_77" id="Page_77">[Pg 77]</a></span> till I declare I got so frightened I +used to scream out. Nurse used to call it the nightmare; but it was no +such thing. I wish I could have thought of only the humming-birds—it +would have been lovely."</p> + +<p>"Cheer up, Sam!" sung Mrs. Polly from her perch, in a very pathetic +voice, which set the children laughing heartily; for somehow, as Minnie +said, Polly always knew how to bring in her wise sayings just when they +were wanted,—and there was no doubt she was the very cleverest parrot +that ever lived.</p> + +<p>It was during the visit his cousins paid Herbert, that the great macaw +arrived from Uncle James; and Herbert was delighted to find he was not a +wild specimen, as he had supposed, but quite an educated one. They +called him the "Great Mogul;" but though he was<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_78" id="Page_78">[Pg 78]</a></span> tamed, he had learned +so many bad words from the sailors, that Herbert thought it would be +better to keep him separate from Mrs. Polly and the cockatoo till he had +forgotten them. He was a very greedy bird, and ate so fast that he was +constantly dropping the best parts in his hurry to get some more. Dash, +a little terrier belonging to Herbert's cousins, was not long in finding +this out; and whenever he saw the boys feeding the parrots, off he would +go and seat himself at the foot of the perch. He used to sit up and beg +all the time, and evidently thought the pieces were thrown down to him +out of pure good-nature; for he was always exceedingly polite to the +parrots, and when he heard them shrieking at sight of the cats, would +bark and drive them away.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_79" id="Page_79">[Pg 79]</a></span></p> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_80" id="Page_80">[Pg 80]</a></span></p> +<div class="figcenter"> + <img src="images/illus_079.jpg" width="352" height="550" + alt="cover" /><br /> + <b>THE "GREAT MOGUL".</b> <i>Page <a href='#Page_78'><b>78</b></a></i>. + + </div> + +<p>"I can't say I admire the appearance<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_81" id="Page_81">[Pg 81]</a></span> of the 'Great Mogul,'" said +Charley laughing; "he has such ugly bare cheeks."</p> + +<p>"Oh! but look at his beautiful tail; and could anything be more +beautiful than those scarlet feathers?—and see to his blue wings! I +don't wonder he is considered the most magnificent of the parrot tribe."</p> + +<p>"It is certainly a very beautiful bird," said Charley; "but I've read +somewhere about it looking like a richly-liveried footman, and whoever +said so was not far wrong."</p> + +<p>Dash had slipped away when he found there were no more pieces to be got +from the macaw; and when Herbert and Charley went into the room where +Mrs. Polly and the cockatoo stayed, there they found him, sitting at the +foot of Cockatoo's perch begging for a dainty morsel. The cockatoo was +chattering away to him; but<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_82" id="Page_82">[Pg 82]</a></span> had Dash only known all the severe names he +was being called, he would scarcely have sat there so calmly. Polly, +however, who had a greater command of the English language, was doing +her best to restrain his greedy disposition. "Oh fie, sir!" she kept +saying. "Greedy Dick!—Who stole the sugar?—Leave the room this +moment!—Oh fie, sir!"</p> + +<p>Dash did lay back his ears and look round, a good deal ashamed of +himself; but he could not tear himself away so long as the cockatoo held +that tempting morsel. The greedy dog knew that both the cockatoo and +Polly never held anything long, and that if he only had patience he +would get it in the end. Polly was calling out for the twentieth +time—"Leave the room, sir!—Greedy Dick!—Oh fie! fie!" when Herbert +and Charley entered.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_83" id="Page_83">[Pg 83]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Why, what's the matter, Polly?" said Herbert. "It's not a good thing to +lose your temper in that way. Come, tell us who this greedy Dick is, +that you are always sending out of the room."</p> + +<p>Charley was always delighted to be with Herbert when he fed the parrots; +for though he did not understand their language, as Herbert did, his +cousin acted as interpreter, and some of the stories were really very +entertaining. The other children were often there too; and over and over +again they vowed to be kind to all living creatures, in the hope that +they too would be allowed to understand the language of the birds.</p> + +<p>"Yes, sir; I shall be most happy to tell you about greedy Dick," said +Polly. "But I should like to see the new parrot. Cockatoo there says he +is so beautiful that we are thrown quite into the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_84" id="Page_84">[Pg 84]</a></span> shade, and he has +been mourning ever since."</p> + +<p>"Well, at present I really cannot let you see him," said Herbert. "He +says such naughty words, that I am forced to keep him in a room by +himself; but if you like, I can show you a picture of him, or of some +birds like him in their native woods." Here Herbert ran off for his book +on natural history; and while he was gone, Polly entertained Charley as +well as she could till Herbert's return. Polly admired the picture very +much; but said, though his plumage was very fine, no doubt, she did not +like the expression of his face—though she dared say it was not a good +likeness. She said this out of civility, but all the time she thought +the "Great Mogul" a most unlovable-looking bird, and she was very glad +to find herself a gray parrot instead.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_85" id="Page_85">[Pg 85]</a></span></p> + +<p>"And now, Polly, since I have shown you the picture," said Herbert, +"tell us about greedy Dick."</p> + +<p>"It is a sad story, Master Herbert," said Polly, shaking her head and +moving about her perch very slowly. "Oh dear!—oh dear!" she continued +in English; "I'm really quite—oh fie! fie!" Then in her own language +she went on to say: "Dick came to stay with a lady I had the pleasure of +residing with, after I left my old friend who had the maid. I was really +a fine-looking bird at that time;" and here Polly flounced out her +feathers coquettishly, as if she were still a young bird. "I did like +living there; no servants ever were allowed to wait upon me, for the +young ladies of the house were so fond of me they fed me with their own +fair hands. Dick was their nephew, and a nice-looking boy,—clever, +too,—very;<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_86" id="Page_86">[Pg 86]</a></span> but he had one bad habit that grieved his aunts very much. +At all his meals he would keep stuffing and stuffing himself, just like +a little pig feeding for market. He always chose the daintiest dishes, +and would look so ill-natured if any of his aunts happened to say, 'Why, +Dick, you will die of apoplexy; you have been helped to that pudding +three times.'</p> + +<p>"He never knew when to stop, and oh dear! though he was a good-looking +boy enough, how ugly he did look when he was eating! His Aunt Mary, and +my favourite mistress, used to say so often, 'Greedy Dick,' that I very +soon picked up the words; and when I saw him slipping into the press to +steal the sugar, I would call out—'Oh fie! fie!—who stole the sugar?' +His aunts used to tell him that even a bird had more sense, and used to +beg him to take an example from me;<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_87" id="Page_87">[Pg 87]</a></span> for I did not gobble up everything +I got at once, but put it in my tin dish till I was hungry. Ah! Master +Dick knew that very well indeed; and many a time had he slipped up and +stolen my piece of sweet-cake, or other dainty.</p> + +<p>"One day his Aunt Mary came to my perch and said, 'Come now, Polly; you +shall have this nice piece of sugar if you will say 'Pretty Mary.' I had +tried hard for ever so long to say it, but somehow my tongue would not +twist out the exact words. But I was not pleased with Miss Mary for +asking me to say it for a bribe; she ought to have known me better, I +thought, and I sat quite silent, determined not even to say 'Pretty +Polly.'</p> + +<p>"'Oh now, Polly, that is naughty!' she said, seeing my sulky looks. +'Well, you shall have it if you take it out of my mouth.'<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_88" id="Page_88">[Pg 88]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figcenter"> + <img src="images/illus_089.jpg" width="352" height="550" + alt="cover" /><br /> + <b>PRETTY MARY.</b> <i>Page <a href='#Page_88'><b>88</b></a></i>. + + </div> + +<p>"Of course I could not object to that," said Polly with a laugh; "So I +stepped on to her finger as desired, and took the bit of sugar from her +pretty red lips, and put it into my tin dish. Then, to show her I was +grateful for her kindness, I cried out, 'Mary! pretty Mary!' and she was +so pleased, she wanted me to have another piece of sugar as a reward; +but I would not have it. No; I made my little speeches for love, and not<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_89" id="Page_89">[Pg 89]</a></span> +for sugar.</p> + +<p>"When I was sitting quietly thinking of things in general, and my +mistress in particular, Master Dick, who had been sitting at the window +all the time, and saw what his aunt had given me, and where I had put<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_90" id="Page_90">[Pg 90]</a></span> +it, came stealthily across the lawn; and putting up his hand took hold +of my piece of sugar.</p> + + +<p>"Now, I had determined in my own mind I would punish him the very first +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_91" id="Page_91">[Pg 91]</a></span>opportunity; so I flew upon him in a moment; and catching hold of the +sleeve of his coat, held it fast with my claws. He tried to shake me +off, but I flew on to his head before he could get away; and I do not +know who screamed the loudest. Aunt Mary and one or two of the servants +came running out; but though they tried to get me on to my perch, I kept +calling, 'Who stole the sugar? Oh fie! greedy Dick!'</p> + +<p>"The boy had been so frightened that he forgot to drop the sugar; and on +his aunt opening his hand, there it was, safe enough. She had seen him +from her room window take it out of my dish; and when I at last allowed +her to lift me on to my perch, she gave Master Dick such a beating that +he did not steal my sugar any more.—But, Master Herbert, there is +something the matter with the cockatoo,"<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_92" id="Page_92">[Pg 92]</a></span> said Polly; "I hear him saying +some angry words to somebody in the garden."</p> + +<p>On looking out of the window, Herbert saw his cousin Grace standing with +a young visitor before the cockatoo's perch. Jane, the visitor, was +calling him "Ugly Cocky! bad Cocky! ugly Cockatoo!" and telling him that +all the nice things would be given to the pussy cat, and everything +disagreeable to him. She was doing this for no reason whatever, except +that she once heard her brother speaking to a parrot in this manner to +see it made angry; and poor Cockatoo, who always considered himself a +very pretty bird, and had never been spoken to so unkindly before, was +certainly ruffled enough.</p> + +<p>"Pretty Cockatoo," he said in reply, looking from Jane to Grace, who +could not bear to annoy the poor bird.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_93" id="Page_93">[Pg 93]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Oh, don't speak so, Jane," said Grace; "Cockatoo is such an amiable, +pretty bird! He has been so good-natured ever since we came; and Herbert +says he is trying to be contented, though of course he greatly prefers +to live in his native woods, poor bird."</p> + +<p>"But how does Herbert know the cockatoo likes that?" said Jane.</p> + +<p>"Oh, because a fairy gave him permission to understand the language of +the birds," replied Grace; "and the cockatoo told him his whole +history."</p> + +<p>"Oh dear! how funny!" said Jane. "I wonder if the fairy would give me +permission!"</p> + +<p>"No, I don't think so," said Grace; "people must be very kind to all the +animals, both great and small, else the fairy will not give them that +power. But Herbert says, if we are very kind to the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_94" id="Page_94">[Pg 94]</a></span> animals, even +although we do not understand their language exactly as he does, we will +get to understand a different kind; and by the expression in their eye, +and by their voice, will know when they are happy or sad. Now, you +always kill every insect and fly you see."</p> + +<p>"I really can't help killing them. I wonder why they were made at all," +said Jane.</p> + +<p>"But, Jane, do you never think how displeased God must be if you kill +even a beetle?" said Grace. "I remember reading somewhere——</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">'The poor beetle that we tread upon,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">As when a giant dies.'"</span><br /> +</p> + +<p>"I can't help it," said Jane; "I do hate beetles; and even if they do +suffer, I must kill them."</p> + +<p>By this time the two girls had come<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_95" id="Page_95">[Pg 95]</a></span> close to the place where Herbert +and Charley were, and they heard what Jane said quite plainly. Herbert +was about to express his indignation, when Polly called out, "I'm +shocked! leave the room! murder! oh dear! oh fie!"</p> + +<p>"You may well say so, Polly," said Herbert. "I cannot understand how any +one can kill one of God's creatures—more especially a girl."</p> + +<p>That afternoon, when the children were busily engaged playing at blowing +soap bubbles, Jane stole out into the garden, and crossed over to where +Polly was sitting among the bushes. Of late Mrs. Polly had rather +enjoyed being set at liberty, and, with Cockatoo, would sometimes defy +the cat and her kittens. Coming up to her now, Jane began to tell Polly +she never meant to kill an animal or an insect again; and that she meant +to<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_96" id="Page_96">[Pg 96]</a></span> strive very hard, in the hope that the good fairy would let her +understand the language of the birds.</p> + +<p>Herbert, who had been playing as busily as any of his cousins, began to +notice that the cockatoo was a good deal afraid of the airy soap +bubbles—especially when they lighted on his back—and so he took him +off his perch as quietly as possible, not to disturb the game, and +carried him away, to place him beside Mrs. Polly. By this means he had +overheard Jane's speech.</p> + +<p>"I am very glad to hear you say so," he said. "I am sure if you would +only take the trouble to examine a little more closely the insects you +are so fond of killing, you would be surprised at their beauty. I will +lend you my book, if you like. I really cannot understand why boys and +girls take such little interest in<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_97" id="Page_97">[Pg 97]</a></span> natural history. Speaking of +fairies, you will read of them there in the shape of the +butterflies—what can be more fairy-like?—and I will tell you what +mamma often says: if we only knew what pleasure we could draw from +common objects around us, rainy days would be less dreary, and we should +have happier hearts and more contented minds."</p> + +<p>"I feel you are right there, Master Herbert," said the cockatoo. "I have +felt twice as happy since Mrs. Polly persuaded me to make the most of my +present condition; and I ought to have known it by experience—having +brought all my troubles upon myself by cherishing a discontented +spirit."</p> + +<p>"Ah, children, children," said Mrs. Polly, with a wise shake of her +head, "when you come to look back upon life from as long a pilgrimage, +you will see<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_98" id="Page_98">[Pg 98]</a></span> that the busier you are, and the more good you do, there +will be less inclination to be discontented. And with such a beautiful +world around you, and so much to learn about it, and the wise lessons it +can teach, who would be anything but contented?—But I am keeping you +from your companions, Master Herbert, so I must wish you good-day, sir. +Good-day, miss," said Polly in English; "I'll now take a nap;" and with +that she laid her head on her back, and went off to sleep.</p> + +<p>As Cockatoo followed her example, Herbert knew by experience no more +could be got out of them; and with a united "Good-bye, dear old Polly! +Good-bye, Cockatoo!" 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