and his mother is here and well, also, The pelvis bones 

 would not open, and, after one day in labor, I opened the 

 belly and the womb and took him out, and in four months 

 after spayed the mother, at the same opening, and found 

 the womb grown in the cicatrix. 



I never found the mare or cow I could not deliver suc- 

 cessfully. 



I was called by Jack Pierce, my friend, at Ridge Farm, 

 111., to altar three ridglings, about forty miles from here. 

 The first one had been cut into, without success, twice be- 

 fore, and was healed up tightly, and was hard calloused in 

 the groin. This horse was badly stringhalted at that time 

 on that side. By chance that horse was cast first, and with 

 much trouble castrated. 



The second was cast and partly tied, when upon looking 

 around I saw the bowels of the first one hanging out. I 

 asked some man to hold them up until the second horse was 

 castrated, so we could have the ropes to use, but the horse 

 was restless and the man timid, and he would let go. So 

 the bowels came on down nearly to his hocks, and we let 

 the half tied horse up, and cast number one with the four 

 hobbles and back rope, and soon replaced the bowels. I 

 then castrated the second and third ridgling. I then saw 

 the bowels hanging out again. We cast number one the 

 third time, and I took a stitch, as I supposed, around the 

 inguinal passage and left for the train. When I had gotten 

 a quarter of a mile away I heard a call, and looking back, 

 knew by their gestures that something was wrong. I re- 

 turned at once and found a bucket full of bowels out and the 

 horse down in the dogfennel and weeds and <[uite sick. We 

 put the ropes on this one the fourth time; next picked the 



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