THE RED COW 



rows. At the present time Sheppy lacks something 

 of his customary steam owing to a rather serious 

 blood-letting. One afternoon he came to the door 

 with blood dripping freely from the end of his tail. 

 I thought he would be competent to look after his 

 wounds, but I was mistaken. When next I looked at 

 him the blood was still flowing freely. On catching 

 him I found that he had somehow severed an artery 

 in his tail, and I had to improvise a tourniquet to 

 stop the flow. Everything was satisfactory until 

 next day, when the tight cord seemed to hurt him. He 

 worried it off with his teeth, and the blood started to 

 spurt again. After I had bound up his wound again 

 I started to investigate to find out how the accident 

 occurred. Happening to remember that the mowing 

 machine was standing in the barnyard, with the 

 mowing-bar in the air, I examined it. Between a 

 guard and a blade of the knife I found a bunch of 

 Sheppy's hair. Evidently when passing the mower 

 he had wagged an affable tail against the knife and it 

 had got caught. In getting away he almost clipped 

 a couple of inches off" the end of his tail. He hasn't 

 seemed so spunky since losing so much blood, but if 

 there is anything in ancient medical lore, he prob- 

 ably stands the heat better. 



mo 



