was jealous of the Raven, because he was considered a bird
of good omen and always attracted the attention of men, who
by his flight the good or evil course of future events.
The Crow and the Raven
some travelers approaching, the Crow flew up into a tree, and
perching herself on one of the branches, cawed as loudly as
could. The travelers turned towards the sound and
it foreboded, when one of them said to his companion, "Let us
proceed on our journey, my friend, for it is only the caw of a
crow, and her cry, you know, is no omen."