If you had stuck your
needle into me thirteen times it certainly would have been unlucky for
you."
On the whole Mr. Crow was well pleased with his bargain. He was glad
that he had asked Mr. Frog to make a coat for him. Indeed, if only the
tailor had not stabbed him with his needle, he would have returned to the
shop at once and ordered Mr. Frog to make him a pair of trousers--with
thirteen spots on them.
XVI
A TIGHT FIT
Now, a certain thing happened that made Mr. Crow change his mind about
staying North for the winter. It had something to do with nuts, and
Frisky Squirrel, and Sandy Chipmunk. But that is another story; and
you may already have heard it.
Anyhow, Mr. Crow suddenly decided that he would have to fly southward,
after all. He was disappointed, because he didn't like the thought of
having to make so long a journey. Moreover, he had his new blue coat with
the yellow spots, which Mr. Frog had made for him. It was a handsome
coat. And everybody said it was very becoming to Mr. Crow. But he knew it
was altogether too warm to wear to his home in the South where the
weather was sure to be mild.
"I'll have to leave my new coat behind," he said to himself in a sad
voice.
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