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can't blame the cat, Uncle Amazon."
Cap'n Amazon smote his knee a resounding smack of appreciation. "You
got your bearin's correct, Louise, I do believe. I must have surprised
the critter. And Abe set store by him, I've no doubt."
"Diddimus will get over it," said the amused Louise.
"There's that bird," Cap'n Amazon said suddenly, looking around at the
cage hanging in the sunlit window. "What's Abe call him?"
"Jerry."
"And he told me to be hi-mighty tender with that canary. Wouldn't
trust nobody else, he said, to feed and water him." He rose from the
table, leaving his breakfast. "I wonder what Jerry thinks of me?"
He whistled to the bird and thrust a big forefinger between the wires
of the cage. Immediately, with an answering chirp, the canary hopped
along his perch with a queer sidewise motion and, reaching the finger,
sprang upon it with a little flutter of its wings.
"There!" cried Cap'n Amazon, with boyish relief. "_He_ takes to me all
right."
"That don't show nothin'," said Betty Gallup from the doorway.


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