earing this, Poll instantly began to whine, "I don't want to go," and then, putting her claw up to her mouth, sobbed, for all the world, just like her little mistress.
Minnie wanted to laugh, but she felt ashamed, and did not like to have her parents see her; so she said, "Keep still, Poll; you've nothing to do with it."
This reproof only excited the bird the more, and in a loud, angry tone, she went on,--
"Keep, still, Poll! don't meddle! don't meddle! Ah, Poll, what are you about? Take care; I see you!"
Mr. Lee watched his daughter anxiously, to see whether she would recover her temper, and was pleased to observe that she presently advanced to the cage, when she held out her finger to say "Good night" to her pet, as usual.
"Good night; say your prayers," repeated the bird, holding out her claw.