CHAPTER V 



IF YOU HAD WINGS 



IF you had wings, why of course you would 

 wear feathers instead of clothes, and you 

 might be a crow ! And then of course you 

 would steal corn, and run the risk of getting three 

 of your big wing feathers shot away. 



All winter long, and occasionally during this 

 spring, I have seen one of ray little band of crows 



flying about with a big 

 hole in his wing, at 

 least three of his large 

 wing feathers gone, shot 

 away probably last sum- 



mer, which causes him to fly with a list or limp, 

 like an automobile with a flattened tire, or a ship 

 with a shifted ballast. 



Now for nearly a year that crow has been hobbling 

 about on one whole and one half wing, trusting to 



