DEAR SIR,--Some weeks ago I rode outside an omnibus from Piccadilly
Circus to Charing Cross. Getting down hastily, when I found that it went
on to Westminster instead of the City, I left behind a large grey parrot
in a cage, a siphon of soda-water, and a St. Bernard dog. Yesterday,
when I climbed on to an omnibus following the same route, I found my
cage, my siphon, and my dog! It was the same omnibus, and the faithful
beast was still there. Unfortunately the parrot and the soda-water were
not, for the sagacious animal had evidently made use of them to sustain
life, not very satisfactorily, for he was a mere skeleton.
Yours obediently,