THE RED COW 



had their first feed of stolen corn. After they had 

 been driven out and the gate had been mended I felt 

 secure again, but it was a false security. A few 

 days later I happened to notice a commotion among 

 the cows and saw at once that Fenceviewer II. was 

 beyond the fence and making straight for the corn. 

 The Government drain was dry and she had man- 

 aged to push through where the ice had loosened the 

 wires that were used for a home-made flood-gate. But 

 would she go out where she got in? Not if she knew 

 it. She seemed to have an idea that if she fooled us 

 about that hole she could get through some other 

 time. She was evidently working alone when she 

 found it for even her piratical mother had not no- 

 ticed it, and had failed to follow, though she bawled 

 with surprise to see her daughter so near the corn- 

 field. After three or four attempts to make her 

 go out through the ditch we finally had to give up 

 and drive her out through the gate. Then we fixed 

 the hole and now we are waiting for the next out- 

 break. 



The cattle had not attracted our attention all 

 summer except at milking time, but a few days ago 

 the alarm was raised that Mars — the yearling steer 

 — was in a well, and the whole family had to be as- 



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