THE RED COW 



got the colts scattered and the cows gathered again 

 I found that a titled cat was helping himself from 

 the pail of milk that I had incautiously placed on 

 the ground. Just because there was a nail loose in 

 the pigpen I got in trouble with all the live stock. 

 Hence this article. I have a feeling that there is a 

 moral connected with that — let me see. Isn't there 

 an improving tale about the horseshoe nail that 

 was lost which caused the horseshoe to be lost, which 

 caused the horse to be lost, which caused the man to 

 be lost, etc..'' Anyway, I didn't stop to puzzle out 

 the moral. I simply kicked the cat in the wishbone 

 and resumed the task of milking a fly-bitten cow 

 with an active tail. In the humour I was in she was 

 mighty lucky that I didn't kick her, too. 



I don't like to accuse cows of being interested in 

 politics, but they are acting very much like it. For 

 the past week they have been doing a lot of bawling, 

 both by day and by night, and I can't for the life 

 of me make out what they are bawling about. That 

 sounds as if they were indulging in political discus- 

 sions, doesn't it? Besides, one day last week Fence- 

 viewer II. bolted the convention. Word was brought 

 to the house that she was missing from the pasture 



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