The Baltimore County union. [volume] (Towsontown, Md.) 1865-1909, 1871-09-02
Il Larger among COaUS.

Squire Wick, a lawyer wh0 fancies what he
don't know amt worth ''pumkins," and whose
home amt thousand miles from the Pine
Tree State, was great favorite with the late
Judge Cranch. Once visiting the judge, the
latter invited him to walk over his premises.
Among other places they visited the barn
ward, and the squire was struck with admlra-
tion as he gazed upon the noble herd of cows
which had just been driven up for milking.
IIo talked as elaborately of their good points
as would first-rate good stock breeder, when
the fact was he knew next to nothing about
stock, and some of the good points which he
spoke of, caused the judge hearty iaugh-ln
his sleeve.
"Well," said the judge, (Which of the cows
will you take 2"
(Which will take, your honor 2" said the
squire, not knowing the judges meaning.
Eyes, which will you take | am going TO
make you present of one OF them--whIch
shall it be p
''Really, your honor, this is unexpected, l
will not object to the present, but had rather
your honor would make the selection, rs re-
ceivers should not be choosers."
"If you accept this present you must make
the selection Being good Judge ofstock, you
will not be likely to cheat yourself" And the
eccentric judge smiled - himself.
The squire rubbed his gold bowed spcctacies,
and began to view the cows with critics pre-
csion After much scrutinizing, he said
81 apprehend, your honor, you would not like
to part with that very fat, short horned, thick
necked COW 2"
81 have no choice make your selection
said the Judge his risibles hardly coutrolable.
al don't want to rob you of your favorlte
cow, but if you have no choice, | should prefer
the very fat one she has many good points.
"N0 favorite-no robbery at all--the fat COW
is yours. My man will drive her to your house
before milking"
The delighted squire hastened home to in
form his wife. In about an hour he saw the
"fattest and best COW in the village as he
styled her, driven into his yard, ana despatch
ed q sable daughter Of Africa to milk her. In
Il few minutes in came ebony, gigling and
laughing. Squire Wick knew something was
to pay, and what he could not conjure. There
stood Dinah "wound up" with laughter, the
empty pail dangling by her side.
"What on earth is to pay, Dinah what arc
you laughing for 2" asked the squire.
20 massa, for muffin, only-ki XII XII, !, he
he, he, ep
The squire looked at his wife-she at him
then both at Dnah, who had ''cOnniptoned'
with laughter, and settled down by the door
her face covered with her apron, and her
laughing machinery shaking her sides at a
tremendous rate.
The squire's mad riz.
"Dinah, said he, at the top of his voice "tell
me what's to pay or I'll throw you out of the
house."
Dinah rose and mastered herselflOng enough
to say:
color massa, nolIin only dat cow of yourns-
Il qenan,en coao !" and then tell into another fiji
of laughter"
If you know how a chopfllen man looks, q
portrait of Squire Wicks countenance would
lie superhuous. The way that every fat, short
horned cow" walked back to the yard of Judge
Cranch wasn't slow, and the way the Judge
shook his sides was q caution to critics.