Evening capital. (Annapolis, Md.) 1884-1910, 1884-12-26

the one path which led down to the waters
edge. and. with that thing Of IRE AND
| fury close behind him. he had no time TO
pick and choose. With one flying leap
he disappeared from view, and q duli
splash told that he had found refuge IN
the turbid water below.
Checking herself on the brink, the
wrathful COW turned, and catching sight
of me as peered through the poles q
the fence. charged with vim that snooK
the whole corral. Then the Judge, VINO
had taken advantage of this diversion,
and had slipped down from his percn.
was discovered by the COW and forced TO
scurry upward to place of safety, IKE
q squirrel surprised by dog.
Johns head now appeared above inc
banks of the gulch, but the enragcd
heifer dashed at him with vehcmence
that caused him to disappear with the
suddenness of prairie dog diving into
its hole.
Here was pleasant state of affairs !!
We had the milk-but the milkee had
us.
To disinterestcd spectator it would
have been very laughable, no doubt; the
Judges portly form perched twenty feet
! from the ground, on a two-inch limb,
his chubby legs and arms twined around
the body of the tree and his mild blue
eyes glaring from behind his spectacles
| like the lamps on a doctors gig; Johns
head, hatless and disheveled, his face
and hair plastered with mud, popping
up and down from behind the bank OF
the arroyo, like an animated ''Jack-ll-
the box" myself pecring through the
poles of the corral fence, like trapped
wood-chuck through the bars of his
cage; while in the center of the triangle
of which we we're the apices, with eyes
Of fire, distended nostrils, and FURNISHED
horns raking the ground, lunged and
darted the vindictive beast who held US
! in limbo.
The lariats. which were still attach ed
TO her, flew out like Berenices hair, as she
flashed hither and thither; and her angry
snorts of rage gave full token that her
1 bovine gorge was up. She was bent on
mischief, and she attended to it strictly,
without allowing her attention to be
distracted by trivial matters. She had
! 'streed," sscorralledn and ''holedp her
tormentors; and she seemed resolved
fully to satisfy her debt of vengence.
! The slightest move on the part of any one
of us brought her in that direction with
the velocity of hungry hawk.
Repeated failures, however, at last
made her sullen, and she stopped for a
moment, so close to the corral, that the
end of the rope around her foot lay
temptingly near to the fence. Dropping
on my knees, reached my arm through to
tn IN - Al ii
had been budding together in corner
OF the corral; but now--whether my posi-
ton was taken as challenge, or whether
courage had suddenly returned to them,
know not-there was a patter of feet
in my rear, brave little bleat, like the
crow of the bantam rooster, and ''spangI''
something struck me behind, as [ grov-
eled on all-fours, and my head was
driven against the fence with a smart
thud.
Jumping to my feet, / faced this new
antagonist. There he stood, as game
as tom tit, his ridiculously thin legs
stifiy outspread, his thread paper tail
pcrked up with a comical twist at the
tip, his little bullet-head defiantly cooked
to one side, and his twinkling eyes
fixed upon me with look compounded
of wonder at his own audacity, fear Of
the possible consequence, and funny
determination to lido or die, " In the de
fence of his prosecuted mother. Com
pared to her, he might have been aptly
termed duodecimo edition, bound in
full calf.
/ had but time fully to take in the
grotesqueness of mis- appearance, when,
with another bIeat of defiance, the
doughty little hop-o' my thumb charged
me. Catching him by the ear and tail,
/ ran him ingloriously back to his corner.
bumped his head against the fence Just
hard enough TO give him hint not to in
terfere in the sports of his betters, and
turned again TO watch the movements of
our besieger.
1t had finally dawned upon the brain
of our cockney cook, Batters, that some
thing was wrong; and he had come
around In front of the tent, about forty
yards away. to see what was the matter.
Our wild-eyed foe caught sight of him
and incontinently charged.
Appalled, at the sight Of the infatuated
animal. Batters tumbled backward into
the tent, trusting thus to elude the as
sault. It was vain hope. The flap
was up, and the cow dashed straight at
the opening, struck the supporting pole.
and down in one billowy heap
came the white canvas, covering
pursuer and pursued. We ran to the
rescue From under the wildly heavin0