he pasture a delightful place. He had plenty of company, for there was a whole flock of sheep with him. And not only did he soon become acquainted with them. He met other folk, such as Billy Woodchuck and Jimmy Rabbit and old Mr. Crow. And though some of the older sheep paid scant heed to so young a lamb as Snowball, Mr. Crow often went out of his way to stop and talk with him.
That was because Mr. Crow loved a bit of gossip. And he was willing to chat with anybody on the chance of picking up some interesting morsel of news.
"We're going to have a treat," Snowball informed old Mr. Crow one day.
The old gentleman cocked his head on one side and looked at Snowball.
"How do you know you are?" he demanded. He was a great one for asking questions.
"The Muley Cow told me," Snowball explained. "Down in the barn she heard Farmer Green tell Johnnie about it."
"Ah, ha!" cried Mr. Crow. "I'll have to keep an eye on things. If there's going to be a treat I must get my share of it