CHAPTER VI. 



HIS FOES. 



THE crow is a bird of naany enemies. He is quite 

 the Ishmaelite of the bird world. His hand is 

 against all other species and theirs is against him. 

 Since he will devour the young of almost every fowl 

 of the air, lizards of any age, frogs of all sorts and 

 conditions, and insects of numberless shapes and 

 sizes, these must, one and all, be ranked among his 

 enemies. But such small fry count for nothing. 

 They are foes incapable of harming him, so that the 

 crow, who is perfectly indifferent to public opinion 

 outside his own clique, really does not care two straws 

 whether such insignificant creatures like him or 

 detest him. 



With some of his enemies, however, the matter is 

 very different. 



Man, for instance, is a foe not to be despised, even 

 by the crow. 



