"Then there must have been a good joke somewhere," Mr. Crow said. "And I
shall wear my red coat as often as I please."
No one really cared, anyhow, whether he did or whether he didn't. But Mr.
Crow was angry with Jasper Jay. And he refused to finish the game of
checkers with him.
XV
MR. CROW'S NEW COAT
When Mr. Crow decided, one fall, that he would stay in Pleasant Valley
during the winter, instead of going South, he remembered at once that he
would need a thick overcoat.
That was when he went to Mr. Frog's tailor's shop, for Mr. Frog, you
know, was a tailor.
"I want you to make me a warm overcoat." Mr. Crow told him. "Can you do
it?"
"Certainly!" said Mr. Frog. "You've come to the right place. Everybody
says that I'm the best tailor in Pleasant Valley." And that was quite
true--because he was the _only_ one. "What'll you have--stripes, checks,
or spots?" Mr. Frog asked briskly.
"What do you suggest?" Mr. Crow replied. He had not thought much about
his new coat--except that he wanted it to be warm.
"Spots, by all means!" said Mr. Frog. "I always wear 'em myself. They're
the best, to my mind. For if you happen to get a spot on your coat,
what's one spot more?"
"That's a good idea," Mr.
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