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Updated: May 13, 2025
And now, as he paused in admiration to gaze on the lovely view spread out before him, he felt the burning heat relieved for a moment by a flying cloud; he looked upward it was a flight of the yellow-crested cockatoo, which passed rapidly on with deafening screeches. A while after, and a flock of the all-coloured parakeet sped past him like the winged fragments of a rainbow.
Once Marcella started violently as a parakeet flew by with a brilliant flash of pink and green wings and a screaming cry. They found it difficult to breathe. It seemed as though all the air had been sucked up behind the advancing wall of dust and sand.
The karaka tree, whose glossy, almost oily-looking leaves were in after days to be seen in every village, was another importation. With these tradition ranks the green parakeet and blue pukeko or swamp-hen, two birds whose rich plumage has indeed something in it of tropical gaudiness, at any rate in contrast with the sober hues of most New Zealand feathers.
"I don't believe the food's grown that'd make me carry flesh. I'm one of those men that was sent into the world with a whole shipload of bad luck to work through before I came across any of the soft things." "If you ask me," said Murray, cheerfully, "you haven't much to grumble at now. Here am I kicking you out of the command of the Parakeet, to be sure. And why?
Parallel to him were lines of men carrying out cargo to the lighters which would tranship it to the Parakeet, and Kettle looked upon these with a fine complacency. His tramping for cargo had been phenomenally successful. He was filling his holds at astonishingly heavy freights.
Isn't it like the topknot of some fine old parakeet from Pernambukoko and oh, Father Rainbow, the maginta dress of her! Now I tell you, Doctor dear, I tell you the truth, what I know! She wears hoops, she does, the same as y'r grandmother used to. An' the bit of rose ribbon round her waist, hanging down behind now I ask y'r anner, is it like a wumman at all?
The paint was white, but everything else was a rich, glowing yellow yellow plants and flowers in baskets; yellow curtains to the windows; yellow cushions on the chairs; actually if you can believe it a yellow parakeet in a golden cage on the top deck. "I should like to live and die in that house-boat!" cried Viva rapturously.
The Parakeet was a cargo tramp, and carried no passenger certificate, but a letter of recommendation like this was equivalent to a direct order, and Kettle signed Mr. Wenlock on to his crew list as "Doctor," and put to sea with an anxious mind. Wenlock waited awhile, watching squalid Suez sink into the sea behind; and then he spoke again.
She was dancing a waltz with a man in elaborate evening dress, who had discarded orthodox sobriety for crude embellishments. The string band in the orchestra was playing with seductive skill. "Who's that dame with the guy who guesses he's a parakeet?" he demanded, without reply to the other's statement. "You mean the feller with the sky blue lapels to his swallow-tails?" "Sure. That's the guy."
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