JIM CROW 



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pendent stage of their existence they cry for food al- 

 most incessantly, and keep right on crying as the food 

 is going down, which results in an odd sound some- 

 thing like this: 

 Squaw, squaw, 

 squa — (down goes 

 a white grub 

 dropped from the 

 parent's beak) 

 awbble, awbble, 

 awbble; squaw, 

 squaw, squa — 

 (down the yawn- 

 ing gullet goes an- 

 other morsel of 

 food from the 

 other parent) — 

 awbble, awbble, 

 awbble. They be- 

 have in much the 

 same way when a 

 human is trying 

 to bring them up, 

 and a great deal 

 depends upon 



your ability to resist their appeals before you kill 

 them with kindness. 



Once the young crow has passed the dangerous 

 age and is able to be placed on a perch outside of 

 his barrel and fed with a more miscellaneous diet, or 

 put upon the low roof of some outhouse, whence he 

 hops to the ground and learns to fly, your troubles 

 of that sort are over. He will soon be foraging for 



Crying incessantly for food 



