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saw him, then set up a heart-rending appeal, only to 

 dodge back out of sight when the flock came rushing 

 in with a clamor that was deafening. 



Only one of two explanations can account for his 

 action in this case ; either he was a young crow who 

 did not appreciate the gravity of crying wolf, wolf I 

 when there was no wolf, or else it was a plain game 

 of hide-and-seek. When the crows at length found 

 him they chased him out of sight, either to chastise 

 him, or, as I am inclined now to think, each one 

 sought to catch him for the privilege of being the 

 next to hide. 



In fact, whenever one hears a flock of crows liazv- 

 ing away in the woods, he may be sure that some 

 excitement is afoot that will well repay his time and 

 patience to investigate. 



Since the above article was written, some more 

 curious crow-ways have come to light. Here is one 

 which seems to throw light on the question of their 

 playing games. I found it out one afternoon last 

 September, when a vigorous cawing over in the 

 woods induced me to leave the orchard, where I was 

 picking apples, for the more exciting occupation of 

 spying on my dark neighbors. 



The clamor came from an old deserted pasture, 



