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The discovery of M. Guénon, of Bordeaux, in France a man of remarkable practical sagacity, and a close observer of stock consisted in the connection between the milking qualities of the cow and certain external marks on the udder, and on the space above it, called the perineum, extending to the buttocks.
In a certain part of the country there was a well-to-do farmer, whose marriage had brought him one son, whom he petted beyond all measure, as a cow licks her calf. So by degrees the child became very sly: he used to pull the horses' tails, and blow smoke into the bulls' nostrils, and bully the neighbours' children in petty ways and make them cry.
As Solomon wandered about outside, he heard his father stumbling from the door of the house to the barn to see if aught of evil had come to the cow or the horse. He knew how his grandmother's heart was wrung with fear for her heifer, and he could hardly endure to think of his mother's anxieties about Benny.
But on our approach, we discovered that Ernest was in the litter, which was borne by the cow before, on which Fritz was mounted, and by the ass behind, with Jack on it. Ernest declared the conveyance was so easy and delightful that he should often take his mother's place.
"I don't know what you do know an' I don't know what you don't know; but I do know 'at lots of the things you think you know ain't so, if you picked it up from the fool stories some o' these damn cow punchers tell; an' you ought to be ashamed to listen to 'em." "Oh, yes, of course!" she fires up. "I am the one what ought to be ashamed of the stories the cow punchers tell!
It's a real prize litter I do assure you! an' Mattie my darter, she be that proud, an' all ye wants to do is just to coom along an' choose your own!" "Thank you, Mr. Thorpe!" said Walden with his usual patient courtesy "Thank you very much! I will certainly come. Glad to hear the cow is better. And is Miss Thorpe well?" "She's that foine," rejoined the farmer "that only the pigs can beat 'er!
The next morning we rose with the sun and started for Chavanon. How grateful I was to Mattia for the help he had given me; without him I never could have collected such a big sum. I wanted to give him the pleasure of leading the cow, and he was very proud indeed to pull her by the rope while I walked behind.
You don't think I've got up early and come from a distance to listen to this cow? Don't talk so much. Do you know whose cow it is, or don't you?" "It's your cow," said the boy. It was my turn to stare. "But I haven't got a cow," I told him. "Yus you have," he persisted; "you've got that cow." She had stopped bellowing for a moment. She was not the cow I felt I could ever take a pride in.
There's Jimmy Beatty, an' he lay three weeks of fright from seein' a ghost, an' it turned out when all was known, that the ghost was nothing more or less than Tom Martin's white-faced cow ha! ha! ha!" "At any rate, let us change the subject," said Hanlon; "you heard yourself the last night we wor here, what I'll never forget."
Joel got rid of them, by simply stating that he had gone out to milk a cow, by the captain's private orders, and that he had forgotten to arrange any signal, by which his return might be known. He ventured to name his employer, because he knew he was not there to contradict him; and Mr.
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