Outing . Round-Up Days 137 whose side he was sure in this alarmingmultitude to be clinging faithfully. Calves were numerous, and J H cowseverywhere to be seen, so in somewhat lessthan ten seconds I had my eye on a motherand son. Immediately I turned Little Gin their direction. At the slap of my quirtagainst the stirrup, all the cows immedi-ately about me shrank suspiciously G stepped forward daintily, his,nos-trils expanding, his ears working back andforth, trying to the best of his ability tounderstand which animals I had cow and her calf turned in toward thecenter o
Outing . Round-Up Days 137 whose side he was sure in this alarmingmultitude to be clinging faithfully. Calves were numerous, and J H cowseverywhere to be seen, so in somewhat lessthan ten seconds I had my eye on a motherand son. Immediately I turned Little Gin their direction. At the slap of my quirtagainst the stirrup, all the cows immedi-ately about me shrank suspiciously G stepped forward daintily, his,nos-trils expanding, his ears working back andforth, trying to the best of his ability tounderstand which animals I had cow and her calf turned in toward thecenter of the herd. A touch of the reinsguided the pony. At once he compre-hended. From that time on he needed nofurther directions. Cautiously, patiently,with great skill, he forced the cow throughthe press toward the edge of the herd. Ithad to be done very quietly, at a foot pace,so as to alarm neither the objects of pur-suit, nor those surrounding them. Whenthe cow turned back, Little G somehowhappened always
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