Jimmy Crow

Edith Francis Foster

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The Project Gutenberg EBook of Jimmy Crow, by Edith Francis FosterThis eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and withalmost no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away orre-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License includedwith this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.orgTitle: Jimmy CrowAuthor: Edith Francis FosterRelease Date: December 28, 2007 [EBook #24061]Language: English*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK JIMMY CROW ***Produced by Jason Isbell, Mark C. Orton, Christine D. andthe Online Distributed Proofreading Team athttp://www.pgdp.net (This file was made using scans ofpublic domain works in the International Children's DigitalLibrary.)CoverJIMMY CROWByEdith Francis FosterPublished byDana Estes & Co.UNIQUE AND INSTRUCTIVE BOOKSFOR YOUNG CHILDRENCharming tales told in rebus form for wee men and womenWHAT DID THE BLACK CAT DO? GUESS!By MARGARET JOHNSONWHERE WAS THE LITTLE WHITE DOG?By MARGARET JOHNSONJIMMY CROWBy EDITH FRANCIS FOSTEROblong quarto. Bound in cloth with separate cover design for each volumeDANA ESTES & COMPANY, PUBLISHERSEstes Press, Summer Street, BostonJ IMMY CROWBy EDITH FRANCIS FOSTERBOSTONDANA ESTES & COMPANYPUBLISHERSCopyright, 1899-1900By S. E. Casino CompanyCopyright, April, 1902By Dana Estes & CompanyAll rights reservedJIMMY CROWColonial PressElectrotyped and Printed by C. H. Simonds & CoBoston, Mass., U. S. A.TO DAVIDCONTENTS ...

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The Project Gutenberg EBook of Jimmy Crow, by Edith Francis Foster This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with almost no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org Title: Jimmy Crow Author: Edith Francis Foster Release Date: December 28, 2007 [EBook #24061] Language: English *** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK JIMMY CROW *** Produced by Jason Isbell, Mark C. Orton, Christine D. dna the Online Distributed Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net (This file was made using scans fo

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JIMMY CROW By EDITH FRANCIS FOSTER Oblong quarto. Bound in cloth with separate cover design for each volume E D s A te N s A     P E r S es T s E ,  S S  & u   m C m O e M r  P S A tr N e Y et , ,     P B U o B st L o I n SHERS J IMMY CROW By EDITH FRANCIS FOSTER BOSTON DANA ESTES & COMPANY PUBLISHERS B C y o   p S y . r   i E g . h   t C , a 1 s 8 in 9 o 9   -1 C 9 o 0 m 0 pany B C y o   p D y a ri n g a h   t, E   s A t p e r s i   l, &     1 C 90 o 2 mpany All rights reserved JIMMY CROW Colonial Press Electrotyped and Printed by C. H. Simonds & Co Boston, Mass., U. S. A. TO DAVID CONTENTS. Frontispiece

Contents Dedication How Jack Found Jimmy Crow9 The Christmas Candles15 After the Snow Storm21 "The Rose Is Red"27 Dropping Stitches33 April Fool39 Jack's Circus Money45 Jimmy's Circus51 A Whole Bunch of Crackers57 Jimmy Crow's Birthday Party63 In School69 Nutting75 Endpiece F H O O U W N  J D A  J C I K M  F M O Y  U C N R D O  J W I . MMY CROW. HOW JACK .I J J i i m m m m y y     i C s  r a o   w b   ig b   e c l r o o n w g . s     J t a o  c J k a   c w k e .  a J rs a   c a k    i w s h   i a t   e li   t s tl u e i   t. b   o Ji y m . my " w Y e e a s r , s     s b ir l , a " c  a k  n f d e   a " t T h h e a rs n . k     J y a o c u k .   " s  J a i y m s  m " y G   o c o a d n    s M a o y r   n o i n n l g y ,   " "   C a a nd w, caw." Jack thinks Jimmy is a funnier pet than a cat or a dog.

O ne day, last summer, Jack was picking low berries in the pasture, when he saw a young crow hopping in the bushes. The little crow was lame in one leg. He had fallen from the nest. He was too young to fly far, so Jack caught him. He carried him home in his berry- basket. Then Jack took a hammer and nails and wood and built a cage. He named his new pet "Jimmy Crow." J ack took good care of Jimmy Crow. He caught crickets for him to eat, and gave him fresh water in a tin cup. Jimmy's lame leg soon got well. His wings grew big, and he could fly. When Jack called, Jimmy would fly to him and perch on his hand or head. J immy Crow liked mischief. He liked to hide things and see people hunt for them. Once when Jack was getting ready for school, he could not find his top. He hunted till Mama said he must put on his rubber boots and be off. One of those boots would not go on. There was something in the toe. Jack held it up and shook it, and out fell—the top! Jimmy Crow flapped his wings and cried "Caw, caw!" That was his way of laughing. Jack laughed too, as he took his books and hat and hurried off. Edith Francis Foster THE CHRISTMAS CANDLES THE CHRISTMAS CANDLES .II Grandma lives at Jack's house. She has a bird, too.

Grandma's bird is a green parrot. The parrot's name is "Pepper." Jack loves Grandma, but Jack's crow does not love Grandma's parrot. P epper can talk like a man, mew like a cat, bark like a dog. She can cry and laugh. When Jimmy says "Caw, caw!" Pepper says "C-a-w, c-a-w!" and then laughs. Jimmy crow doesn't like to be laughed at. Once he flew at Pepper, and pushed her off her perch. But Pepper scratched him with her talons and pulled out a tail-feather with her beak. Now Jimmy keeps away from her, unless he wants to steal her crackers. O n Christmas Eve children came to Jack's Tree. Mama had trimmed it with popcorn and candles, and hung ornaments everywhere. When she went with a match to light the candles, they were gone! "Where are the candles?" cried Mama. "Somebody has carried them off, and I can't light the tree." Betty, the littlest girl, began to cry—two tears ran down her cheeks. Pepper sat on her perch cracking a nut. When she heard the outcry, she dropped it and screamed "Jimmy Crow, Jimmy Crow! Oh, oh! Oh, oh!" "Oh, naughty Jimmy Crow!" said Mama. "He has hidden them. Pepper is telling tales. Run, children, and hunt! We'll play a new game, 'Hunt the candle.'" E ight pairs of feet ran "up stairs, down stairs, in my lady's chamber." At last Betty tipped over a basket, and out rolled the candles. The littlest girl had won! So Mama held her up, and she lit the Christmas Tree. Edith Francis Foster

AFTER THE SNOW STORM. AFTER THE SNOW STORM. II.I Just after Christmas there was a great snow storm. The drifts were higher than the fence. When it cleared off, Jack put on his cap and reefer, mittens and rubber boots, and went out. Jimmy Crow went with him. First, Jack took shovel and broom and made a wide clean path to the gate. This was "working for Mama." Jack likes to work for Papa and Mama. T hen friends came to play with him, and they had a fine frolic. They rolled big snowballs, and built a snowman. They put an old hat on his head and the shovel over his shoulder. Then Jack rang the bell, and Mama came to the door. "Here is a man with a shovel," he said. "Don't you want him to shovel paths for you?" I might," laughed Mama, "but somebody has been ahead of him—and here are four hot donuts for that smart somebody." Jack gave the other boys donuts, and they all sat down on the steps to eat them. Jimmy Crow sat on the fence post. He begged till each boy gave him a piece. s T  n h o e w n m  t a h n e . y     J m us a t d  a e  s a     B p o il b e     t o h f r   e sn w  o o w n b e a , l   l J s i  t m o  m th y  ro Cr w o  a w t     l t it h   e on the shoulder of the snowman, and the snowball knocked him off into a deep drift! Jimmy Crow was not

hurt, but he was angry. He flew at Bob, and carried off his cap in his beak, and dropped it into that same deep snowdrift. Then Bob had to wade through snow over his boots, to get his cap again. And Jimmy Crow perched on Jack's head, flapped his wings, and laughed "C-a-w, c-a-w, c-a-w!" Edith Francis Foster "THE ROSE IS RED" "THE ROSE IS RED" .VI Tomorrow is St Valentine's day," said Jack. "Whom can I send a card to, Mama?" "Who is the nicest little girl you know?" asked Mama. Jack tried to think. "I guess it's the one in the big brick house," he said. "Her hair is curly, and she gave me an apple when I climbed the tree for her kitten. Her name is Kitty, too, and that's a pretty name." S o Mama took a sheet of paper and painted flowers all around it, with two little doves at the top; and Jack wrote a verse in the middle, with pictures—like this story. "Dear Kitty; The rose is red, the violet blue—I like kittens so I like you. Yours truly, J." Then he put it in an envelope and went out to send it. Jimmy Crow went too. O f course Jack could not carry it himself, or Kitty would know who sent it. So he tied it around Jimmy Crow's neck. When they reached Kitty's house he set him down on the steps and rang the bell. Then he ran and hid behind the gatepost.

T he door opened quickly, for Kitty was just coming out with her sled. She looked all around but she could only see Jimmy Crow, busy picking a bone her kitten had left there. Then she caught sight of the envelope, and untied it. She dropped her sled rope and the sled slid down the steps and away to the gate. Jack jumped out and caught it. "Oh, what a pretty card!" cried Kitty. "Thank you, Jack." "No, no!" said Jack in a hurry. "You mustn't know it's me." "Well, then, thank you, Jimmy," laughed Kitty. "Now let's go sliding." "All right," said Jack. He put Jimmy Crow on the sled and off they all went. Edith Francis Foster DROPPING STITCHES. DROPPING STITCHES. .V One day, Grandma sat down to knit on Jack's t s h to at c ' k s i  t n o g, o     a b n a d d   ! f " o  s u a n i d d     o s n h e e   .  n " e A e ll  d t l h e  e  w s a ti s t   c g h o e n s e   . d   r " o O p h p   e d d e ! a " r, Pepper giggled, "Too bad, too bad!" G —   a ra n n d  d w m h a e  l n o  s o h ke e  d g  i o n t t   o u   p h  t er w   o b   a n s e k e e d t l ,  e a s  n w d  e u r n e  d g e o r  n t e h . e     " t D a e bl a e r, l d o e u a d r! e " r   , s  a ai n d d     s c h a e ll . e  " d, W  " h D e e re a   r, d   o d  t e h a e r! y     T g o o o ?   " b   a P d e ! p " per giggled G —   a ra n n d  d w m h a e  l n o  s o h ke e  d c   a be m h e i   n b d a  h ck e   r t   h c r h e a e ir   , n  a e n e d dl   e u s n   d w e e r r  t e h   e g   o r n u e g . "Dearie me!" she cried, and held up both hands. Pepper giggled and giggled, and shrieked, "Dearie me!

Jimmy Crow!" "Why, yes," cried Grandma, "Jimmy Crow is the thief, of course. Now where has he hid them?" J ust then he flew down and tried to pull out the last needle. Grandma saw him, and called Jack. Jack looked in the coal scuttle, he crawled under the couch, he climbed on a chair and reached into the vases on the mantle. Jimmy Crow hopped about him and chuckled softly, "Caw, caw!" T hen Pepper giggled and cried out, "Jimmy-Jimmy wants a cracker!" "Oh, yes," said Jack, "let's give Jimmy a cracker, and see where he takes it." Jimmy carried the cookie to the top of the cupboard. "That's the place. I'll get the ladder," Jack laughed. When he had climbed to the top, he shouted, "Grandma! Here are the needles—and all the other things we have lost —your pouch, and the spoon, and my mitten—and— lots of things!" As he came down with both hands full, Jimmy fluttered about his head, and Pepper giggled and shrieked. Edith Francis Foster APRIL FOOL! APRIL FOOL! .IV Jack's Mama was making pies. "Please, Jack," said she, "get me some cold water." Jack took his pail and went out to the pump. Jimmy Crow went too. He sat on Jack's shoulder, bouncing up and down as Jack worked the handle.