cousin a sound beating, on the spot.

"I'll teach you," he said, "to do as you're told!" And he did. For after
that Jasper Jay always remembered that to him, as to everybody else, his
big black cousin must be known only as "Mr. Crow."

You see, "Jim Crow" was a name that Mr. Crow could not abide. The mere
sound of it made him wince. And he was not a person of tender feelings,
either.




III

THE GIANT SCARECROW


Farmer Green always claimed that Mr. Crow was a ruffian and a robber.

"That old chap has been coming here every summer for years," he said to
his son Johnnie one day. "I always know him when I see him, because he's
the biggest of all the crows that steal my corn."

That was Farmer Green's way of looking at a certain matter. But old Mr.
Crow regarded it otherwise. He knew well enough what Farmer Green thought
of his trick of digging up the newly planted corn. And his own idea and
Farmer Green's did not agree at all.

Now, this matter was something that old Mr. Crow never mentioned unless