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space, when comes the crush. Fortu- 
nately I was on the outskirts of this 
crush, and by holding my feet up high 
we managed to squeeze through that 
dreadful, dust covered, stamping, snort- 
ing bedlam into the glorious free air 
and sunshine. Already I had a much 
better conception of what a ‘ whole lot’ 
of cattle meant. 
From the vantage ground of a little 
hill I could see the whole herd, and 
realised that I had been in only a small 
bunch of it, composed of cows and 
calves. Had I gone to the right I 
should soon have gotten into a raging 
mass of some thousand head of bulls. 
They were pawing and tearing up the 
ground that but a little before had been 
covered with grass and late flowers, and 
occasionally goring one another. The 
cowboys were riding on the outskirts 
