The Sedalia weekly bazoo. [volume] (Sedalia, Mo.) 187?-1904, 1885-01-27

who, cut off from the corral, anG
having no friendly tree in which t.
take shelter, found that he had urgen
business in the direction of the creek
which flowed between steep banks
some twenty yards away. The in
furiated animal was between him and
the one path which led down to the
waters edge, and, with that thing Of
fire and fury close behind him, he had
no time to pick and choose. With
one flying leap he disappeared from
view, and dull splash told that he
had found refuge in the turbid water
below.
Checking herself on a brink, the
wrathful COW turned, and, catching
sight of me as L peered through the
poles of the fence, charged with vim
that shook the whole corral. Then
the Judge, who had taken advantage
of this diversion, and had slipped
down from his perch was discovered
by the COW and forced to scurry up
ward to place of safety, like squir-
rel surprised by dog.
Johns head now appeared above
the banks of the gulch, but the
enraged heifer dashed at him with a
vehemence that caused him to disap-
pear with suddenness of a prairie dog
diving into his hole.
Here wasa pleasant state of affairs
We had the milk-but the milkee had
us. To a disinterested spectator it
would have been very laughable, no
doubt; the Judges portly form perch
ed twenty feet from the ground, on a
twc-inch limb, his chubby arms and
legs twined around the body of the
tree, and his mild blue eyes glaring
from behind his spectacles like the
lamps on doctors gig; Johns head.
hatless and disheveled, his face and
hair plastered with mud, popping up
and down behind the bank of the
arroyo, like an animated "Jack-in-
the-box :" myself peering through the
poles fthe corral fence, like a trapped
wood-chuck through the bars of his
cage; while 10 the center of the tri-
angle of which we were 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, few out like Berenice's
hair, as she flashed hither and thither;
and her angry snorts of rage gave full
token that her bovine gorge was up.
She was bent on doing mischief, and
she attended to it strictly, without
allowing her attention to be distracted
by trivial matters. She had "treed,"
"corraled," and "holed" her tormen.
tors; and she seemed fully resolved to
satisfy her debt of vengence. The
slightest move on the part of any one
Of rs brought her in that direction
wsth the velocity ola hungry hawk.
Repeated failures, however, at last
made her suIlen, and she stopped for
q moment, so close to the corral that
the end of the rope around her foot
lay temptingly near the fence. Drop
ping on my knees, l reached an arm
through to secure it. Up to this
tine the calves had been budding to-
gether 10 q corral butnow-whether
my position was taken as challenge,
or whether courage had suddenly re-
turned to them, l know not-there
was a patter of feet in my rear, q
brave little bleat, like the crow of a
bantam rooster, and "spangl" some
thing struck me behind, SIS l groveled
on all-fours, and my head was driven
against the fence with a smart thud.
Jumping to my feet, l faced this
new antagonist. There he stood as
game as q tom-tit his ridiculously thin
legs stifly outspread, bis thread paper
tail perked up with a comical twist at
the tip, mis- little bulIet-head de6antly
cooked to one side, and his twinkling
eyes fixed upon me with look COM
pounded of wonder at his own audac-
ity, fear of the possible consequences,
and a funny determination to "do or
die" in the defense of his prosecuted
mother. Compared to her, he might
have been aptly termed a duodecimo
edition, bound in full calf.
/ had but time to fully take in the
grotesqueness of his appearance, when,
with another bleat 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 bis head
against the fence, just hard enough to
give him hint not to interfere in the
sport of his betters, and TUNED again
to watch the movements of our be.