a beautiful canary, who had been brought from his own warm, fragrant fatherland, the summer previous, began to sing as loud as he could. You screamer said the lady, throwing a white handkerchief over the cage. Tweet, tweet, sighed he, what a dreadful snowstorm and then he became silent. The clerk, or as the lady called him the field bird, was placed in a little cage close to the canary, and not far from the parrot. The only human Lpi Certification speech which Polly could utter, and which she sometimes chattered forth most comically, was Now let us be men. All besides was a scream, quite as unintelligible as the warbling of the canary bird, LPIC-1 it exam excepting to the clerk, who being now a bird, could understand his comrades very well. I flew beneath green LPIC-1 palm trees.and amidst the blooming almond trees, sang the canary. I flew with my brothers and sisters over beautiful flowers, and across the clear, bright sea, which reflected the waving foliage in its glittering depths and I have seen many gay parrots, who could relate long and delightful stories. They were wild birds, answered the parrot, and totally uneducated.