p. 221 | A Pigeon's Devotion

International Tract and Missionary Society · Oakland, California · Apr 3, 1884

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 10, No. 14.

A Pigeon's Devotion.

THURLOW WEED had a favorite pigeon that used to perch on his shoulder and show a great deal of attachment for the venerable journalist. The other day a reporter called on Mr. Weed's daughter. After sitting a few minutes, this pigeon alighted on the reporter's shoulder and, cheerily cooing, peered round into his face. Suddenly the bird became dumb and flew into an adjoining room.

"He has done that to every gentleman that has come into the house since father died," said Miss Weed, with a sigh. "He takes most kindly to General Bowen, who visits me occasionally, and who has been in feeble health some time and walks slowly. The bird will coo and fly to the General's shoulder, but when he sees it is not my father, he will stop his cooing and find some other perch. Since the day that father's remains were carried away the affectionate creature has been seeking for his master. He flies through every room in the house, and fairly haunts the library, where father spent most of the time with his pet."