Wichita eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1886-1890, 1889-04-11
For the EAGLE.
A KANSAS EPISODE.

| dialogue between the author and MS only COY
Cherry, who has since met the fate she so great
| feared. Peace to her ashes
"Well, master, you have come at last,
And brought my ev'ning's dry repast,
| A dozen times pve for it asked
| In this half hour:
! You would not be with idlers classed,
| And 'buse your power?
| To say ''surprisedn would not express it,
| To be thus by COW addressed,
An hum bled too, l must confess 1t,
| By beast;
thought NOW what pretty mess it,"
10 say the least.
| But | Put cen the best O. face on t.,
| Nor let her Gliding one bit daunt,
Tho she did her cow-lip vaunt
In beastly fashion;
| listened TO her grumblin' chant,
An fruitless clashln'.
Cherry" said l, whats the matter?
What dye mean by all this clatters
Do We think you'll grow much fatter
BY such talk?
Or that we will treat you better
For finding fault?
We do the very best we can;
We feed you mornings, good sweet bran,
Your mistress mixes wi her own ham
In tepid water;
l can't for my life understand
What's the matter
Well. master, since Tve silence broke,
perhaps no word | should have spoke,)
The god Of cattle I'll invoke
In silent prayer;
That may talk to human folk
WI language clear.
The first thing have on my mind,
q will acknowledge you are kind,
10 yrpl ipc1inaH
In your way:
But if its the way Of humankind,
Woe is med
What have you done VII my dear bossy,
| used to cuddle up so cosy?
Ills shining eyes were just as saucy
As calves can be:
l licked his hair and made it glossy
That you could see.
loved that calf, but some one took it,
The ways of men think are crooked.
If | was loose / would not brook it;
But oh, this ropel
I've not much in this world to look at
In my small scope"
"But Cherry" said I, IVORY not,
If you were loose you might get shot,
And other evils, who knows what,
Might befall you;
Thank heaven you've a good master got,
And don't bewail ye"
"Good master?" quick she, answered then,
Why, I've not e'en stall or pen,
To shield me from the cold north wind
And snow together:
An cattle suffer much like men
In wlntry weather.
A plague upon the ones who bring
US such wicked thing
As hempen rope, for picketiu0
To hold US fast,
And when old age about us cling,
Eat us at last.
l long to once be free again;
10 roam around, and by the stream
10 drink, or lie and rest obtain
Like other kline;
Not fastened up with rope or chain,
An fed like swine!
| hate to have, mid snow and sleets,
A hand a-pulllng at my teats;
such actions, sure, all nature beats
| dare not kick;
My mistress does some wondrous feats
With an old stick"
could no longer stand the bluff.
Come, Cherry, this is rather tough:
Don't you think you've said enough?n
| kindly said.
Quoth Cherry, Master, was rough"
And hung her head
Cherry" said l. looking at her,
AM thinking praise a bit would fatter,
Folks like US must cen have butter,
This you know;
An some may think that you're no better
Than mother cow"
But then your mistress, let me tell YOU,
Would not let your master sell ye;
And hope you'll not compel ME
To insist on It;
like you, too, and therefore will We
Sopersist in it?
Your milk and cream they richer are
Than any neighbor cows by far;
And then we keep it in jar
For special use;
My folks are quite particular
On milky views.
And am ready to allow
cure nothing but poor mans COW;
But that's blessing, | allow,
For that poor man:
# you should die / don't know how
He'd keep his woman"
Thus by my words right eloquent,
did my case so represent.
That banished was all discomfort
BY my entraating;
She lowed a low ACKNOWLEDGMENT,
And went to eating.
JOHN W. BEEBE.