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of the woods^ the gentleman in black 

 leading the way 



" What was it ? '* asked the leader, of 

 the sentinel, when the clan was again 

 quiet. 



" A boy with a Thunder Stick," re- 

 plied the crow. *' I saw him just as he 

 began to creep up on us and gave the cry. 

 Perhaps he will find the owls' nest. He 

 will know surely that something was up, 

 for we don't have such a concert as that 

 every day. He will think it was a hawk, 

 or an owl if he isn't a fool. Guess he 

 wanted one of us to hang in his cornfield." 



A few days later, the old crow was 

 again perched on his favourite limb in the 

 hemlock at the edge of the woods, watch- 

 ing the farmer plant his corn. 



It took two or three days to plant the 

 entire field, and the crow was as much 

 interested in the process as the farmer'him- 



