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ing in and out and just eluding the cow's 

 horns. 



At last it dawned upon Bennie that there 

 was something under the tree which was 

 the cause of this strange game of hide and 

 seek between the dog and the cow. So he 

 slowly advanced, calling soothingly to 

 Brindle. 



He had taken not a dozen steps when he 

 almost stumbled over the strangest looking 

 little yellow calf that he had ever seen. It 

 was lying curled up in a comfortable nest 

 made in the brakes, its two great ears slowly 

 wagging away the flies. 



It was a very decided yellow with a short, 

 thick coat. Its eyes were very large and 

 wondering, and it had a spike-tail only a 

 few inches in length. But the most pecul- 

 iar thing of all about the calf was that its 

 head was very large, and it looked almost 

 as though it might topple over if it got to 

 its feet. 



