FUNERAL OF THE CANARY.
Funeral Anthems.—Reading in a western paper that at funerals out in Terre Haute they closed the solemn ceremony by singing very impressively “The Ham-fat Man,” reminds me of the following, which actually occurred at Portsmouth, N. H., last year:—
Three little girls, who had carefully and tenderly buried a pet canary-bird in the garden, were seen holding a consultation, which terminated by sending one of the trio into the house, with the inquiry, “Do they sing at funerals?” Being answered in the affirmative, the little messenger ran back, and in a few moments the three were observed standing, hand in hand, around the little mound gravely singing,—
“Shoo, fly! don’t bodder me.”
