334 iV(?.«/ to the Ground 



All animals play the game of foUow-my- 

 leader. Cattle are no exception. At the 

 shipping points, where there is much business, 

 every stockyard has or had its trained steer 

 which runs nimbly up the gangway from the 

 stock-pens to the car, thus luring its unwary 

 fellows to the beginning of doom. One such 

 beast, out West, was said to have placed a 

 half million fat steers aboard the trains. 

 Since after it all his end was beef, there may 

 be something of even-handed justice yet 

 remaining in the world. 



