THE EARTH'S BOUNTY 



good youngster long about pasture time, for 

 she was over to our place in October. Thought 

 you didn't know about it, and it's as well you 

 should, so you will start off in time to go over 

 the road quietly. There, don't look so glum 

 about it! You ought to be mighty glad. Just 

 be a little careful. Give her mash about three 

 times a week. Add a little oil meal, and a few 

 carrots now and then won't hurt." 



I turned home feeling truly glum. Horse 

 breeding seemed such a masculine sort of busi- 

 ness to be plunged into willynilly. Time, and 

 Dolly's serene good health, dispelled some of 

 my nervous trepidation, and I gradually be- 

 came reconciled to the inevitable, which ar- 

 rived the first week in May. 



Of course all resentment vanished when the 

 little chap was able to plead his own cause. 

 One look from his appealing brown eyes made 

 us all captive; for, as old Reika often asserted, 

 in her odd jargon, " Yune alls was such fond 

 fools bouts baby catties, as makes yune softy". 



Truly, all baby things did appeal irresistibly 

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