I had heard so much about their meekness that I never dreamed that they would fight; but it turned out that they did, and they went about it in such a business-like way, that I could not help smiling at them.

I suppose that like most other animals they had a spice of wickedness in them.

On this day a quarrel arose between two sheep; but instead of running at each other like two dogs they went a long distance apart, and then came rushing at each other with lowered heads.

Their object seemed to be to break each other's skull; but Miss Laura soon stopped them by calling out and frightening them apart.

I thought that the lambs were more interesting than the sheep.