Blacky is fond of eggs, as you know.
In this he is a great deal like other people, Farmer
Brown’s boy for instance. But as Blacky
cannot keep hens, as Farmer Brown’s boy does,
he is obliged to steal eggs or else go without.
If you come right down to plain, everyday truth,
I suppose Blacky isn’t so far wrong when he insists
that he is no more of a thief than Farmer Brown’s
boy. Blacky says that the eggs which the bens
lay belong to the hens, and that he, Blacky has just
as much right to take them as Farmer Brown’s
boy. He quite overlooks the fact that Farmer
Brown’s boy feeds the biddies and takes the
eggs as pay. Anyway, that is what Farmer Brown’s
boy says, but I do not know whether or not the biddies
understand it that way.
So Blacky the Crow cannot see why
he should not help himself to an egg when he gets
the chance. He doesn’t get the chance very
often to steal eggs from the hens, because usually
they lay their eggs in the henhouse, and Blacky is
too suspicious to venture inside. The eggs he
does get are mostly those of his neighbors in the Green
Forest and the Old Orchard. But once in a great
while some foolish hen will make a nest outside the
henhouse somewhere, and if Blacky happens to find
it the black scamp watches every minute he can spare
from other mischief for a chance to steal an egg.
Now Blacky knows just what a rogue
Farmer Brown’s boy thinks he is, and for this
reason Blacky is very careful about approaching Farmer
Brown or any other man until he has made sure that
he runs no risk of being shot. Blacky knows
quite as well as any one what a gun looks like.
He also knows that without a terrible gun, there is
little Farmer Brown or any one else can do to him.
So when he sees Farmer Brown out in his fields, Blacky
often will fly right over him and shout “Caw,
caw, caw, ca-a-w!” in the most provoking way,
and Fanner Brown’s boy insists that he has seen
Blacky wink when he was doing it.
But Blacky doesn’t do anything
of this kind around the buildings of Farmer Brown.
You see, he has learned that there are doors and
windows in buildings, and out of one of these a terrible
gun may bang at any time. Though he has suspected
that Farmer Brown’s boy would not now try to
harm him, Blacky is naturally cautious and takes no
chances. So when he comes spying around Farmer
Brown’s house and barn, he does it when he is
quite sure that no one is about, and he makes no noise
about it. First he sits in a tall tree from
which he can watch Farmer Brown’s home.
When he is quite sure that the way is clear, he flies
over to the Old Orchard, and from there he inspects
the barnyard, never once making a sound. If he
is quite sure that no one is about, he sometimes drops
down into the henyard and helps himself to corn, if
any happens to be there. It was on one of these
silent visits that Blacky spied something which he
couldn’t forget. It was a box just inside
the henhouse door. In the box was some hay and
in that hay he was sure that he had seen an egg.
In fact, he was sure that he saw two eggs there.
He might not have noticed them but for the fact that
a hen had jumped down from that box, making a terrible
fuss. She didn’t seem frightened, but
very proud. What under the sun she had to be
proud about Blacky couldn’t understand, but
he didn’t stay to find out. The noise she
was making made him nervous. He was afraid that
it would bring some one to find out what was going
on. So he spread his black wings and flew away
as silently as he had come.
As he was flying away he saw those
eggs. You see, as he rose into the air, he managed
to pass that open door in such a way that he could
glance in. That one glance was enough.
You know Blacky’s eyes are very sharp.
He saw the hay in the box and the two eggs in the
hay, and that was enough for him. From that instant
Blacky the Crow began to scheme and plan to get one
or both of those eggs. It seemed to him that
he never, never, had wanted anything quite so much,
and he was sure that he would not and could not be
happy until he succeeded in getting one.