288 Old White Wing 



/i. crow was just a crow to these men, and when 

 the price of two pairs of wings was offered for the 

 one with the white feathers, they counted themselves 

 fortunate. 



When spring came and the separation for the sum- 

 mer homes took place there was only a fragment of 

 the host which in the autumn had made the grove 

 vibrate with their cawing. Since the death of Old 

 White Wing no such leader has ever appeared, and 

 the old roost in the hemlocks has been largely for- 

 saken. 



