"Caw, caw!" called all his black mates.
The Toyman ran to the fence and picked up a shotgun. It had two barrels that shone in the sun.
"Bang, bang!" went the gun.
One black spot dropped to the earth like a stone.
The Toyman ran out in the cornfield. He bent over until his straw hat was hidden by the waving corn.
Soon he came back. From his hand Mr. Jim Crow hung head downward. He was very still.
"Oo, oo! You've hurted him!"
Little Hepzebiah began to cry.
"Don't cry," said the Toyman, patting her head. "Mr. Jim Crow was a bad fellow. You couldn't teach him any lessons."
"What did he do?" Marmaduke asked.