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Adventures in Contentment
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David Grayson
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"So
boss,
so
boss."
I
would
have
laid
my
hand
on
her
neck
but
she
started
back
with
a
wild
toss
of
her
horns.
It
was
a
beautiful
calf!
I
looked
at
it
with
a
peculiar
feeling
of
exultation,
pride,
ownership.
It
was
red-brown,
with
a
round
curly
pate
and
one
white
leg.
As
it
lay
curled
there
among
the
ferns,
it
was
really
beautiful
to
look
at.
When
we
approached,
it
did
not
so
much
as
stir.
I
lifted
it
to
its
legs,
upon
which
the
cow
uttered
a
strange
half-wild
cry
and
ran
a
few
steps
off,
her
head
thrown
in
the
air.
The
calf
fell
back
as
though
it
had
no
legs.
"She
is
telling
it
not
to
stand
up,"
said
Mr.
Purdy.
I
had
been
afraid
at
first
that
something
was
the
matter!
"Some
are
like
that,"
he
said.
"Some
call
their
calves
to
run.
Others
won't
let
you
come
near
'em
at
all;
and
I've
even
known
of
a
case
where
a
cow
gored
its
calf
to
death
rather
than
let
anyone
touch
it."
I
looked
at
Mr.
Purdy
not
without
a
feeling
of
admiration.
This
was
a
thing
he
knew:
a
language
not
taught
in
the
universities.
How
well
it
became
him
to
know
it;
how
simply
he
expressed
it!
I
thought
to
myself:
There
are
not
many
men
in
this
world,
after
all,
that
it
will
not
pay
us
to
go
to
school
to--for
something
or
other.
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