"WHO IS YOUR COMPANY, MR. CROW?"
"Who is your company, Mr. Crow?"
"Oh, just home folks. Nobody but Mr. Dog. We've got fried chicken and it's all ready."
"I'm sorry, Mr. Crow, but I've just had comp'ny come, too, and I couldn't come unless I brought my comp'ny."
"Who is it?" said the Crow.
"Nobody but home folks. Mr. Cat just dropped in to spend the evening."
The Old Black Crow gave a jump when he heard that, for he was afraid as death of Mr. Cat, and he said, quick as a wink:—
"Table's all full and no room for more! Table's all full and no room for more!"
Then he hurried over to the 'Coon's door and called:—