Kel-ley, you're lo-o-st! sez the crow. "'I know I am, sez Kelly. "'Fol-ler me, fol-ler me, sez the crow. "'Right y'are, sez Kelly, with a jerk of his arm. 'Go ahead. "So the crow went on, and Kelly follered, an' bymeby he found he was on the right track. Kelly was standin' on the platform with a crutch in his hand landin' the sheep, when there came a old crow in the tree overhead.