Crow said:
"This corn belongs to Farmer Green. Just because I've come to help him,
and because I've scratched up a few of the kernels to see if he's
planting them properly, you seem to think I'm _eating corn_."
"I certainly do," said Sandy Chipmunk.
"Well, what an idea!" Mr. Crow exclaimed.
Strange as it may seem, Farmer Green had the same idea that Sandy
Chipmunk had. He happened to catch sight of old Mr. Crow. And pretty soon
Johnnie Green came hurrying up the field, along the fence. He hoped Mr.
Crow wouldn't see him.
But old Mr. Crow generally saw any one coming his way--especially if the
person happened to have a gun on his shoulder.
"I've important business over in the woods," he told Sandy Chipmunk
suddenly. And he flew off in great haste.
So Sandy stayed and ate all the corn he wanted. He was so small and so
nearly the same color as the ploughed field that Johnnie Green never saw
him at all.
After that Mr. Crow would scarcely speak to Sandy for several days. He
said that Sandy was a nuisance.
"A person can't go anywhere without that Chipmunk boy following him," Mr.
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