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I told the man about it ; but he seemed 

 to think that he was not responsible for the 

 cow's voice. I then told him to take her 

 away ; and he did, at intervals, shifting her 

 to different parts of the grounds in my ab- 

 sence, so that the desolate voice would star- 

 tle us from unexpected quarters. If I were 

 to unhitch the cow, and turn her loose, I 

 knew where she would go. If I were to lead 

 her away, the question was, Where? for I 

 did not fancy leading a cow about till I 

 could find somebody who was willing to pas- 

 ture her. To this dilemma had my excel- 

 lent neighbor reduced me. But I found him, 

 one Sunday morning, a day when it would 

 not do to get angry, tying his cow at the 

 foot of the hill ; the beast all the time going 

 on in that abominable voice. I told the 

 man that I could not have the cow in the 

 grounds. He said, " All right, boss ; " but 

 he did not go away. I asked him to clear 

 out. The man, who is a French sympathizer 

 from the Republic of Ireland, kept his tem- 

 per perfectly c He said he was n't doing any- 



