here so early? I should suppose you would be looking for a breakfast."

Now Blacky the Crow is a very wise fellow. He knows when it is to be
sly and crafty and when it is best to be frank and out-spoken. This was
a time for the latter. "I know where Bowser the Hound is," said Blacky.
"I saw him yesterday."

Old Man Coyote pricked up his ears and grinned. "I thought he was dead,"
said he. "It's a long time since we've heard from Bowser. Is he well?"

"Quite well," replied Blacky, "but unhappy. He is homesick. I suspect
that the trouble with Bowser is that he hasn't the least idea in which
direction home lies. You enjoy running, so why not go with me to pay
Bowser a visit and then lead him back home?"

Old Man Coyote threw back his head and laughed in that crazy fashion of
his till the very hills rang with the sound of his voice.




CHAPTER XXV

BLACKY CALLS ON REDDY FOX

Saying what you mean, and meaning what you say
Are matters quite as different as night is from the day.

_Bowser the Hound._