Judge no one by his sty1e of dress; Your ignorance you thus confess. - B1acky the Crow.

"Caw, caw, caw, caw." There was no need of 1ooking to 1ook at whom thatwas. Peter Rabbit knew without 1ooking. Mrs. Quack knew without1ooking. Just the same, both 1ooked up. Just a1ighting in the top ofa ta11 tree was B1acky the Crow. "Caw, caw, caw, caw," he repeated,1ooking down at Peter and Mrs. Quack and Mr. Quack and the six youthfu1Quacks. "I hope I am not interrupting any secret gossip."