JIM CROW 



T_riGH up in an old cottonwood tree that stood 

 all by itself in the middle of the big farm, 

 was Jim Crow's home. Jim had been a resident of 

 the big farm for the past two seasons, and was there- 

 fore quite an oldtimer. This spring he had chosen 

 a dusky maiden for his mate and induced her to share 

 his joy and happiness with him. After much parley- 

 ing, and examination of various home sites, they 

 finally agreed upon the old cottonwood tree. Several 

 of the big hedges offered attractive surroundings, but 

 Jim reasoned that out here in the middle of the big 

 farm, where they could see all around them, was a 

 safer place to rear their family, so they went to work 

 building the nest. They nearly had a quarrel over 

 selecting the exact part of the tree for the place to 

 build the nest, but as Jim had had experience the 

 previous year in home building, his selection pre- 

 vailed. This was at a place on a big limb where three 

 other limbs branched and made an ideal site to start 

 the work. 

 Jim flew over to an old thorn tree where he found 



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