“One day, when the family were all absent, some one rapped at the door, when one of the parrots instantly called out,—
“‘Who’s there?’
“‘The man with the leather,’ was the reply.
“‘Oh, ho!’ retorted the parrot.
“The door not being opened as he expected, the stranger knocked again.
“‘Who’s there?’ repeated the bird.
“‘Why don’t you come down?’ cried the man, impatiently. ‘I can’t wait all day.’
“‘Oh, ho!’ was the only response.
“The man now became furious, and leaving the knocker, began to pull violently at the door bell, when the other parrot, who had not before spoken, exclaimed, ‘Go to the gate.’
“‘What gate?’ he asked, seeing no such convenience.