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MOO COW TALES.
"But I'm sure our cows won't be always bending their knees in the held," said Daisy, trying to bend hers as she spoke, and only hurting herself rather badly, besides looking silly.
"Then I certainly shan't come!" said the bull. "What do you have to eat there?"
"We eat the flowers and the sweet green grass—my lord," said Daisy.
"Common green grass!' shrieked the bull, "why, look here!" and he took hold of Daisy to make her look into his stall. It was painted in white and gold, and in one corner there was a large shining bowl of
