three-year-ol

Updated: May 14, 2025

"I 'member once a big bull tried t' find out the kind o' works I hed in me. 'T wa'n' no moose jest a common ord'nary three-year-ol' bull." "Hurt you?" I queried. "No; 't hurt 'im." said he, soberly. "Sp'ilt 'im, es ye might say. Could n't never bear the sight uv a man efter thet. Seem so he did n't think he wus fit t' be seen. Nobody c'u'd ever git 'n a mild o' th' poor cuss. Hed t' be shot."

Irving Bacheller - D'Ri and I

"He's the kind of a feller your Old Man that don't have to holler his head off to git himself heard. They'd listen in any man's country when he talks. He don't talk much, but what he says goes the kind that can always finish what he starts. "He's six feet, and there wasn't any man in the country could handle him in those days. I've seen him throw a three-year-ol' steer like you'd slap over a kid.

Caroline Lockhart - The Fighting Shepherdess