The Baltimore County union. [volume] (Towsontown, Md.) 1865-1909, 1908-06-06

harsh. But he made agreeable little
jokes and asked me, with a poke in
my sorest rib, if "broke the rail p
But as l remained sullen, he be-
came serious and instructive. "You
see, Jim," he explained blandly, the
trouble is that you fret the COW,
somehow. She is nervous and you
seem to aggravate her nervousness.
Animals are often as susceptible to
such impressions as human beings.
Now, TIL go out with you and show
you how quickly calmness, with a
firm bearing, will quiet her,
cheered up at once. Nothing
could be better than this. brought
the bucket with an alacrity that must
have surprised him, and followed
him to the barnyard.
He strobe out with his usual conf
dent gait, and stepping up to Lily as
if they were boon companions, took
her by both horns, lifting her head
from sweet bunch of clover. She
blinked at him in her stupid, mis-
leading way. It deceived him, but
not me, for / saw her tail go crooked.
$50, Bossy % he ordered, and she
'soed" obediently.
"You see, Jim,' he remarked, as
he tried to sit evenly on the one
legged stool, "you see how gentle
she really is? A COW must feel that
you are her master, a kindly master,
but not to be disputed" and he be-
gan to squeeze the milk into the
bucket. "Calmness always has its
effect. What an easy mixer she
Is !" he went on. "I had an idea,
from your frequent mishaps, that she
might be really difficult to manage.
But on the contrary, she seems to be
unusually docile."
He MIXED away complaceptly and
my heart went into my boots with the
fear that that unnatural beast was
going to let him finish his work with
out showing her co1ors. But all at
once hope revived, for saw her
swing her long horns around and her
sleepy eyes blink at him and the
bucket, which was nearly full.
My father began one of his lectures
on kindness to all animals, cows in
particular, because" he argued,
aside from the humane view of the
question, there is a value to US in
milk which is yielded willingly like
this, which is lost if the cow is fever
ed or nervous. You do not mean to
be fretful or unkind, I am sure. Con-
vince her" He did not finish the
sentence, for the crooked tail switch
ed suddenly, splashing into the bucket
and then into the speakers face,
while her foot went into the bucket.
The dripping brush blinded him
and the stool went out from under
him, so that by the time I reached
him he was lying with his hair and
whiskers In pool of warm milk.
But no sooner had I helped him to
his feet, than he made dash for the
fAeee. aud catchipg off the tor. raiIhe
COW.
"Bring the rest of the fence, Jim !"
he gasped between whacks.
"Can I help you, Pop?" I asked,
when I began to feel sorry for the
cow, and little alarmed for my
parent.
He stopped suddenly and looked at
me half dazed, but with some shame
in his dripping face.
"I guess we'll sell that COW, Jim.
I've notion Deacon Saltwater wants
about such an animal. She is, as l
said, an easy mixer, and she GER
tainly gives good pailful," here he
smiled ruefully, "but the sudden and
unexpected elements are rather over
developed in her case, and require
judicious handling. Til see the deacon
tomorrow. - Eo,ida Ag-,itwltu,Tst.