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rather remarkable animal offered for thirty-five. 

 It was too good a chance to lose, and I embraced 

 the opportunity and made the purchase. If I had 

 embraced the cow instead, I should have found 

 out what a bony old hat-rack she was. But as 

 she was in a close stall in a dark barn, I did not 

 take the opportunity of examining my purchase 

 with the care one should observe in making im- 

 portant deals. 



I only knew that she had soulful eyes, a trust- 

 ing manner, and smelled like a freshly fertilized 

 lawn on a hot evening when the " Current Events 

 Club" is dining with your wife. 



As the place of the transaction was about ten 

 miles from my residence, I sent a husky German 

 with a cow-rack to bring her home. It seemed 

 somewhat like sending a carriage for an invalid, 

 but I was anxious to get her home and see if she 

 could fill that ten-quart pail I had purchased the 

 night before. 



The German started before light Sunday morn- 

 ing, and at about noontime, when happy children 

 in white were returning from church accom- 

 panied by their mothers and grandmothers, and 

 smug gentlemen in frock-coats and white neck- 

 ties, and bearing hymn books and " Day Springs " 

 under their arms, were coming home from divine 

 worship, and the air was full of the sweet incense 

 of the Sabbath, Ludwig drove through Front 



