. St. Nicholas [serial]. bow about each lambsneck. As it was, she insisted on driving to thefair grounds with him so that she could pet Billyand Nancy during the trip. It seemed as if everyone she knew was going in the same direction. But, when they arrived at the sheep-pens, herheart sank. In the folds were arranged the proudchampions of Oak Knoll, their row upon row ofblue ribbons along the rails, their names andpedigrees properly displayed, a crowd examiningthem with awe, and Sawyer, the superintendent,giving haughty answers to low-voiced inquiriesconcerning breeding and values. She was alm
. St. Nicholas [serial]. bow about each lambsneck. As it was, she insisted on driving to thefair grounds with him so that she could pet Billyand Nancy during the trip. It seemed as if everyone she knew was going in the same direction. But, when they arrived at the sheep-pens, herheart sank. In the folds were arranged the proudchampions of Oak Knoll, their row upon row ofblue ribbons along the rails, their names andpedigrees properly displayed, a crowd examiningthem with awe, and Sawyer, the superintendent,giving haughty answers to low-voiced inquiriesconcerning breeding and values. She was almost ready to turn home again,when she heard some one call her name and sawMr. Davidson and a stranger coming toward was afraid something had happened to you,he said genially. I Ve had a place for yourentry reserved next to mine. This is Mr. Nailor,the judge; Ann and Mark Billington. The old gentleman shook hands cordially andthen turned to Mark. So you re going to lowerthe Oak Knoll colors, young man? he asked, his. TOGETHER THEY TRIED TO COMPARE THE LAMBS WITH THE DIAGRAMS IN THE BOOK Ul* THE WINNER eyes twinkling. Well, a lot of men have triedthe same thing. Good luck to you! I d like tosee this fellow drubbed thoroughly once. Hear! cried Mr. Davidson. I m going toprotest you as a judge. Mr. Nailor, too, joined in the laughter. Abovethem all, he was an authority and never yet hadone of his decisions been honestly classes have you entered, Billington? heasked. Only the lamb class, , get your lambs in order. But donthurry too much. The Davidson flock is going totake some time. I 11 come to you next. With that he swung open the gate and, with acurt nod of dismissal to the advancing Sawyer,entered the first Davidson pen alone. The crowd thickened. This picking of winnerfrom winner was bound to be interesting. Goingthrough the rest of the entries would be mereform. Mark went for Billy and Nancy, and Annled them into the pen and began to pat andsmooth
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