THE COUNTRY HOME [CHAPTER 
vacation home, while preaching in St. Louis, I was 
told, “‘ You will have to kill that pet Ayrshire cow of 
yours; she tried to kill her own calf, and it will take 
> 
a regiment to milk her.”’ Going to the barnyard, I 
found her tied up in a tight frame, with long pegs 
in front and behind her fore legs, and similar pegs 
confining her hind legs. Then one man, with a 
long fly-brush, dusted the flies from her, while an- 
other gingerly undertook to draw her milk. In 
spite of ropes and pegs and bars, she made it lively 
for them. I put a rope around her horns, and led 
her out to some delicious grass. I did this two or 
three times, without making any remarks to her. 
Then one morning I went to the gate, and holding 
up the rope, said, “Juno, hold your horns, and let 
me put this on quietly, and you shall have your 
grass.” It was a good half hour’s argument, but 
at last she brought her head to the bars, and actu- 
ally helped to get the rope around the horns. In- 
side a single week she would stand quietly any- 
where in the open meadow, while a decent man 
could milk her without a battle. 
Mr. Cornish, in an admirable volume concern- 
ing animals, compares them with children. He 
says: “No one can have failed to notice how par- 
[ 330 ] 
