A Maker of Thunder and A Friend in Black 



"That's no excuse at all," declared Peter. "I 

 believe you're no better than Sammy Jay and 

 Blacky the Crow." 



Creaker chuckled, but he did not seem to be 

 at all offended. Just then he heard Mrs. Creaker 

 calling him and with a hasty farewell he spread 

 his wings and headed for the Green Forest. Once 

 in the air he seemed just plain black. Peter 

 watched him out of sight and then once more 

 headed for the dear Old Briar-patch. 



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