New Britain herald., 1922-10-02
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l Old MT, crow always cldiHleu that he helped Farmer Green in the corn field. He said that 1t was his busi- ness to guard the field from planting time until fall, when the corn was cut and stood in long rows of shocks. MT Crow was forever saying. Far mer Green has given me full charge of the cornfeld."
 Even before daybreak MT. Crow used to awake with start and hoarse squawk. to hurry off across 1 the meadow for what he called his "early morning view of the corn | field. And If he wasn't the first to ar rive there he was sure to be fright fully upset and terribly angry.
 Here, you." Mir. Crow called to Fatty Coon one fall morning. from the top rail of the fence that ran along the cornfeld. What are you doing here? Cant I leave this corn field over night to get my rest with out finding you here when l come back on duty?"
 What am doing here?' said Fat ty. I'm guarding the field. be- gan before you were awake, You're too late, Mir. Crow. have full charge here today" Mir Crow was speeches. with rage. He glared at Fatty Coon, who munched his breakfast of corn calmly. And soon the old gentleman flew away.
 "I'l be on hand earlier tomorrow morning" he muttered savagely as he Tapped awards the woods. "I'll get the start of that smart Coon.'
 That evening Mir. Crow went to bed bit earlier than usual, because he meant to wake up earlier the next morning It was too bad that he didn't sleep better. All night long he kept starting up out of his slum- bers, thinking that morning had come
 At last, when the first sign of gray showed in the sky, he hurried to the cornfeld. Alas! To his dismay he found Fatty Coon ahead of him again. ..
 You may as well go back to bed, Fatty said win a grin. T have full charge here today
 Mir. Crow gave one squall of rage, then tore off to the woods to sulk. But after while he flew back again. He had a question to ask.
 Who gave you full charge of this cornfeld?" he squawked.
 Well" said Fatty, gnawing an ear of corn as he spoke. If you don't be- ieve it was Farmer Green, ask him and see.'
 That's no answer at all,' MT. Crow exploded. He flew back to the woods once more. vowing to himself that Fatty Coon shouldn't beat him again Tomorrow I'll get up an hour earlier than I did today" the old gentleman decided
 But he found that Fatty Coon was ahead of him once more. To MT. Crows dismay he discovered that he couldn't rise early enough to reach 1 the cornfeld before Fatty. However Mir Crow tried his best. In a week | he was leaving his roost at midnight. | And still he found Fatty Coon in full charge of the cornf1eld.
 At last Mr. Crow cried one morning -or rather, one midnight: What time do you get up?"
 About dusk each evening"" Fatty told him.
 When do you go to bed?"
 I'd rather not answer that ques- tion," Fatty replied uneasily
 MT. Crow, however, soon learned the answer He inquired here and there; and in the end he learned that almost always Fatty Coon went to sleep in a hollow tree in Cedar Swamp not long after daybreak. He hadn't spent a single day at the corn field, but had left it to look after it. self!
 We'll, MT. Crows spirits rose at once. He knew that his troubles were over. The next morning he got up bit later than was his habit When he reached the cornield it was some time after daybreak. Fatty Coon had gone.
 So MT. Crow took full charge" again in his most important way. He remarked to the neighbors that Farmer Green was glad he was back again.
 There's the fall ploughing, you know" said Mir Crow Farmer Green can do that now without wor- rying about the corn"