The Parrot That Killed His Owner
The Story
A lonely young woman, a strange pet parrot, and a deadly mistake hidden inside a quiet boarding house. In 1899, Alice Not’s bond with her beloved bird Polly turned into a tragic mystery that shocked everyone who heard the story. A chilling tale of love, loyalty, and an unexpected danger.Become a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/dark-american-crime--7005371/support.
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Speaker 1: The parrot that accidentally killed his owner, Washington, d C.
Speaker 1: Eighteen ninety nine. On the cold night of September eleventh,
Speaker 1: eighteen ninety nine, a twenty three year old woman named
Speaker 1: Alice Not sat quietly inside her small bedroom in a Washington,
Speaker 1: d C. Boarding house. Like most knights, she was surrounded
Speaker 1: by books, papers, and notes. Her entire world had become
Speaker 1: this room. For months, Alice had been preparing for an
Speaker 1: important civil service examination, an exam that could change her
Speaker 1: life and finally give her the stable government position she
Speaker 1: desperately wanted. But studying was not the only reason Alice
Speaker 1: rarely left her room. Alice had always been a quiet
Speaker 1: and private person. She struggled with several health problems, including
Speaker 1: a weak heart and poor circulation. She often became sick easily,
Speaker 1: and the outside world felt exhausting and overwhelming. Staying inside
Speaker 1: felt safer and inside that room, she had one constant companion,
Speaker 1: her pet Polly. To everyone else in the boarding house,
Speaker 1: Polly was a nightmare. The bird was loud, aggressive, and unpredictable.
Speaker 1: He would scream at people, bite anyone who got too close,
Speaker 1: and make strange, threatening noises that disturbed the entire building.
Speaker 1: The other residents had complained about him countless times. They
Speaker 1: told Alice that she needed to get rid of the bird,
Speaker 1: but Alice refused because to her, Polly was not just
Speaker 1: a pet. Polly was family. Alice had already lost almost
Speaker 1: everyone close to her. Her parents and her brother had
Speaker 1: all passed away, leaving her alone in the world. The
Speaker 1: little parrot was the only living thing that was always
Speaker 1: there for her, and strangely enough, Polly loved Alice just
Speaker 1: as much. He was only aggressive toward everyone else. That night,
Speaker 1: as Alice sat studying, a cold breeze entered through her
Speaker 1: open window. The weather was unusually chilly, and because she
Speaker 1: was prone to illness, she decided she could not risk
Speaker 1: catching a cold. She stood up and walked over to
Speaker 1: close the window. As she turned back toward her desk,
Speaker 1: she noticed Polly sitting on his usual perch attached to
Speaker 1: the room's gas light fixture. The moment the bird saw her,
Speaker 1: he became excited. He started screaming loudly. Then he began
Speaker 1: pecking at the metal frame of the fixture. Alice knew
Speaker 1: exactly what that meant. The other residents would probably complain again.
Speaker 1: The noise was unbearable and worse, Polly was damaging the fixture.
Speaker 1: The landlord had already warned Alice about him, but Alice
Speaker 1: simply walked over calmly. Stop that, Polly, she said, and
Speaker 1: almost immediately the bird became quiet. She gently stroked him
Speaker 1: for a moment before returning to her desk. For several
Speaker 1: more hours, Alice studied. Eventually, exhaustion took over. She climbed
Speaker 1: into bed and fell asleep. But while Alice slept, Polly
Speaker 1: was awake, and Polly had a dangerous habit, a habit
Speaker 1: Alice knew about. The bird had learned that if he
Speaker 1: pecked at the gas lamp fixture, he could open the
Speaker 1: valve and inhale the gas. The gas made him dizzy,
Speaker 1: it gave him a strange sensation that the bird seemed
Speaker 1: to enjoy. Alice had stopped him before. Whenever Polly tried it,
Speaker 1: she would either close the valve, move him away, or
Speaker 1: leave the window open so the gas could escape. But
Speaker 1: tonight was different. The window was closed because of the cold.
Speaker 1: Alice was asleep, and Polly began pecking. The valve opened,
Speaker 1: the gas started leaking slowly silently. The room began filling
Speaker 1: with poisonous fumes. Hours passed. Alice never woke up until
Speaker 1: sometime during the night, she suddenly stirred. Something was wrong.
Speaker 1: Her chest felt heavy, her head was spinning. She tried
Speaker 1: to stand. She tried to reach the door for help,
Speaker 1: but after only a few steps her body gave out.
Speaker 1: She collapsed onto the floor. The next afternoon, just before
Speaker 1: one pm, the boarding house landlord prepared lunch. He called
Speaker 1: everyone downstairs. One by one the residence arrived except Alice first.
Speaker 1: Nobody was too worried. Alice often stayed up late studying,
Speaker 1: but one pm was unusually late, even for her. The
Speaker 1: landlord decided to check on her. He walked down the
Speaker 1: hallway toward Alice's room and knocked. No answer. He knocked again,
Speaker 1: still nothing. Finally he tried the handle. The door opened,
Speaker 1: and immediately he began coughing. The smell hid him instantly.
Speaker 1: The room was filled with gas. Inside he saw Alice
Speaker 1: lying motionless near her bed, and near the bottom of
Speaker 1: the door was Polly. The parrot was lying on the floor,
Speaker 1: his beak pressed against the crack underneath the door. Unlike Alice,
Speaker 1: Polly had survived after opening the valve and passing out
Speaker 1: from the gas. The bird had eventually woken up and
Speaker 1: crawled toward the door, where he was able to breathe
Speaker 1: fresh air. Alice was gone, Her beloved companion had accidentally
Speaker 1: caused the tragedy she never saw coming, but the strangest part.
Speaker 1: After recovering, Polly continued trying to inhale gas whenever he
Speaker 1: got the chance, a habit that nearly killed his owner.
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