PLUCKING THE GEESE

Dominion, Volume 19, Issue 73, 19 December 1925, Page 25

PLUCKING THE GEESE

Pluck! Pluck! Pluck! There Was old maid who stripped fulhcrs.' h'l’om geese cm ci their sislcis and mothers ; Sihc saved all the quills And drank syrup of Then said, “Plow I'll start- on thcii brothers!”

Pluck! Pluck! .Pluck! Then whirling clouds enveloped me ;-leathers, -like dreamthings, floated oil the air. As through falling flakes of snow I saw Mr. Whidby enter and shut the door. He had scattered my thoughts, my rhvmes, and my feathers. Aggrieved, 1 went on plucking. The carrier watched the filmy handfuls drift: the wondrous down on the breast, of a marvellous fairness anM softness,', appear beneat! my hands. “I’ve heerd,” he ventured presently “it do take the best pairt ot fifty pound to make a bed. \\ onnerful aisy things,' be'goose-futher beds. Pidgin’s futliers now, so they tellt me, ye flhard on. A stray mi in yer pilkr even, ’ll fret Ver soul an’ torment y< • rest.' A bob a pound. I blecvc, ye kir make o’ while goose’s fathers, Grcuns come /cheaper. But I reckon as y snip off dll the stubs an’ put ’em i paapcr bags, an’ bake ’em, an' ki-c ’em,” said the carrier in conclusion. I told him I do, and lie consider-’--I should “be all o’ two hours afore th creetur was plucked, though thcrschuleboys as do ’em rough and reg’Er fowcr a night, from six to ten.

thrnnnence a time.’ With which statement Mr. Vi'li’C-r picked tin mv hamper .-nd departed. Pluck !/ Pluck 1 Pluck! Aly finer'” ached npd mv arm was wmrv, Im' watched the pile of fluff mount -in fllight. One feather bed I sleep -m one feather bed is mv coverlet. . pluck! Pluck!'Pluck! “There vas an old maid who shipper fulhcrs ...” -