SOME MISCHIEF-MAKERS TSI 
go back to spend the winter in Central or South 
America. 
“Yet all we stay-at-home people know how much can 
happen even here in Fair Meadows township, and, if we 
extend our territory from salt water, or the southeast, to 
the hickory woods beyond the Grist Mill on the north- 
west, there is room enough for happenings that would 
make an exciting life for any pair of Crows. For in con- 
sidering Crows, we must take the life of a pair, one of 
their good traits being their personal and race fidelity, 
and when they mate, it is usually for life. 
“Tt is middle autumn now; what are the Crows doing? 
All through August and early fall they have been feeding 
good on grasshoppers, caterpillars, locusts, and cutworms. 
This flock that roost in the cedar woods are doing that 
which occupies most of a bird’s time in season and out, 
working for a living, and in doing this they are searching 
the grass meadows and ploughed fields for insects of every 
sort and description. 
“Their time of mischief is over for the year. The corn 
is cut and stacked; they may if they please tear the husks 
from the cobs and then reach the corn, but they are not 
fond of tough, dry corn, though, of course, they eat it when 
really hungry. But just now there is plenty to be gleaned 
from the field, and when the winter hungry time comes, 
the good corn will be stored safe in the granaries. 
“Every night, before sunset, the Crows of the flock 
leave the various feeding-places in twos and threes, and 
flap across country in a leisurely fashion toward the roost, 
where they spend their nights all the year except during 
the nesting season. They return thus in little parties, if 
