that. Neither would Old Man Coyote or anybody else who wears fur or
feathers. They might hide and try to catch some one by
surprise. That is all right, because each of us is supposed to be on
the watch for things of that sort. Oh, dear, what's to be done? It
is time I was getting home to the Green Forest. The Black Shadows
will soon come creeping out from the Purple Hills, and I must be
safe in my hemlock-tree by then. I would be scared to death to be
out after dark. Yet those Ducks ought to be warned. Oh, dear, what
shall I do?"

Blacky peered over at the Green Forest and then over toward the
Purple Hills, behind which jolly, round, red Mr. Sun would go to bed
very shortly. He shivered as he thought of the Black Shadows that
soon would come swiftly out from the Purple Hills across the Big
River and over the Green Meadows. With them might come Hooty the
Owl, and Hooty wouldn't object in the least to a Crow dinner. He
wished he was in that hemlock-tree that very minute. Then Blacky
looked at the hunter with his terrible gun and thought of what might
happen, what would be almost sure to happen, unless those Ducks were
warned. "I'll wait a little while longer," muttered Blacky, and
tried to feel brave. But instead he shivered.



CHAPTER: Blacky Goes Home Happy

No greater happiness is won
Than through a deed for others done.
- Blacky the Crow.