. Andiron tales . thandiron, and to my knowledge there was never a caged bird in the house. Really? said the Flamingo, looking at Tom with interest. Rather a new kind of boy this. Very few boys have a good recordwhere birds are concerned. Toms no enemy to birds, observed the Bellows. I knowthat because Ive been in his family longer than he has, and Ivewatched him. Well, said the Flamingo, if thats the case, maybe I can helphim. One good turn deserves another. If he is good to birds I maybe able at this time to do good to him. This trouble ahead of usdoesnt bother me, because I have wings and c
. Andiron tales . thandiron, and to my knowledge there was never a caged bird in the house. Really? said the Flamingo, looking at Tom with interest. Rather a new kind of boy this. Very few boys have a good recordwhere birds are concerned. Toms no enemy to birds, observed the Bellows. I knowthat because Ive been in his family longer than he has, and Ivewatched him. Well, said the Flamingo, if thats the case, maybe I can helphim. One good turn deserves another. If he is good to birds I maybe able at this time to do good to him. This trouble ahead of usdoesnt bother me, because I have wings and can fly— Here theFlamingo flapped his wings proudly—and I could take Tom on myback and fly anywhere with him, for I am an extremely powerfulbird. But I want to know one more thing about him before I under-take to save him. We birds must stand together, you know, andIm not goingto befriend a foe to my kind under any ! U L-°W) TS1 YOB/-. PUBLIC UBKAhV MT»», LCNttXt FPUMDATIQNi i. In a moment he was sitting astride the great birds neck. On the Oscycle—A Narrow Escape. 89 Yes, sir, replied Tom, all of a tremble, for he hadnt the slightestidea what was coming, and as a truthful boy he knew that whateverthe consequences to himself might be he must give the correct answer. Do you have Sunday breakfast at home? asked the Flamingo. Yes, sir, Tom replied respectfully. You have coffee and hominy and toast and fried potatoes andall that? queried the bird. Yes, sir, Tom answered, turning very pale, however, for hewas in great dread of what he now saw was likely to come next. And—ah—fruit? said the Flamingo. Oh, yes, plenty of fruit, replied Tom very nervously. And now, sir, said the Flamingo, severely, and ruffling hisfeathers like an angry turkey, now for the main point. Thomas—and, mind you I want a truthful answer. Did you ever eat a broiled—Flamingo for your Sunday morning breakfast? Tom breathed a sigh of relief as the Flamingo blurted ou
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