Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1890-11-29

time he tells me that some OF you know
how to scratch for grub, that others
know how to gather nest materials, 9th
ers know how to make up the materials,
and others know how to build nests.
What more do you want?'
''Mr Chairman" croaked crow OF
tender years on the edge of the crowd,
docs this fool think we can scratch
for grub without field to scratch In,
or build nest without limb to build
1t on?"
81 was just about to speak Of that, ="
Fassett went on. ~ was going to ask.
What more do you want than trees and
fields?"
"That's so; that's all we want" said
some one in the flock.
"Well, there are plenty Of trees and
flelds-a good many more than enough
for all the crows that have ever lived
since the food, )" said Fassett.
"Maybe SC" interrupted an intelligent
looking crow, "but they're too far away
and in bad climate. Some Of our folks
emigrated there last year and had to
come back"
II don't mean away OF there" Fas-
sett replied, II mean right here. This
forests full OF trees in which there
isn't single crows nest, and on each
side OF 1t there are cornfelds full OF
worms in which you won't find more
than one small flock of crows Why
don't you 60 to work scratching in these
fields and building nests in these trees"'
1--WE can't pay the rent" was the re.
ply in chorus.
'Why should you pay rent? Haven't
you as much right to scratch in these
fields and build nests in these trees as
any other crow?"
For little while there was silence.
Every crow was thinking The quiet
was broken by voice from above: "Agi-
tator! Socialist! Com-meu-nist! Rob
Der! Their it croaked.
Qui looked up and saw an angry crow,
whose feathers were tipped with red.
That's Roger Rocks chaplain" said
Outs chum under his breath.
just then there was q great croaking
among the flock at the appearance
of another crow with red-tipped wings.
To him the whole situation was ex-
planned, and turning to Qui he said:
"My friend, believe you are right.
There are plenty Of trees and plenty Of
corn fields here, and no crow need be
hungry or without nest. But some Of
these crows with the devil in them have
called these trees and cornfelds theirs,
and the police keep other crows of, and
SO most OF our crows have to work for
other crows for almost nothing or starve.
It's shame and sin, and II our i'm
poverished crows knew their rights they
would stopit."
But Father Caw," one OF the crows
asked, you would pay Roger Rock, and
Jim Crow, and the rest OF the crows that
own fields and trees, wouldn't you?"
''If / could" said Father Cav indiS-
nantly, II would conhscate every field
and tree without one barleycorn Of COM
pensation to their miscalled owners"
The anger OF Roger Rocks chaplain
when he heard this was beyond descrip-
ton.
"We'll see about that, you villain!
we'll see about that" he fairly shrieked
rs he few away. Pretty soon he re-
turned with q crow whose breast was
covered with red, followed by flock after
flock, an immense throng OF crows, all
croal1ing and screaming, They want to
rob usr' Call the police!" kill the an
archists!" Society is in dangerr Com
mew-nists!" and so on.
The crow.Yith the red breast was very
mild of manner toward Father Cav.
''Such sentiments as Roger Rocks chap
lain reports to me are unworthy Of you,
Father Caw," he said. There must be
mistake. Surely you would not take
away q crows property and let any other
crow use II. Think Of the labor that has
been spent in building crows nests in
these trees and in gathering grub Of diff
ferent kinds. It would be robbery to
take these away from their owners with
out pay"
81 did not say that, your redness,"
replied Father Cav, humbly. Il said I
would take away the trees and fields and
let all crows use them to scratch for
grub and build nests"
''But 1t Is the same thing" his red
ness responded. mo crow would
scratch for worms IL he didn't own the
field. nor build nests II he didn't own
the tree"
''Yes, he would" Out interrupted.
my boss didn't own the field; he only
hired II, and not one Of his flock had any
interest in it"
His redness glanced superciliously ut
Qui, and Roger Rocks chaplain ex-
claimed, "What impudencel'' at the same
time twisting his neck first one way and
then the other for the approval Of the
crowd.
When the excitement caused by OUTS
Il II a,rI.afInI TukhA~ ~