Many a northern lady, while visiting the orange groves of Florida, becomes enchanted with the Nonpareil in his wild state, and some shrewd and wily negro, hearing her expressions of delight, easily procures one, and disposes of it to her at an extravagant price.
THE AUSTRALIAN GRASS PARRAKEET.
I am a Parrakeet. I belong to the Parrot family. A man bought me and brought me here.
It is not warm here, as it was where I came from. I almost froze coming over here.
I am not kept in a cage. I stay in the house and go about as I please.
There is a Pussy Cat in the house. Sometimes I ride on her back. I like that.
I used to live in the grass lands. It was very warm there. I ran among the thick grass blades, and sat on the stems and ate seeds.
I had a wife then. Her feathers were almost like mine. We never made nests. When we wanted a nest, we found a hole in a gum tree. I used to sing to my wife while she sat on the nest.