John always speaks or whistles to let the stock know when he's approaching." "Where is uncle this afternoon ?" asked Miss Laura.
"Oh, up to his eyes in hay.

He's even got one of the oxen harnessed to a hay cart." "I wonder whether it's Duke ?" said Miss Laura.
"Yes, it is.

I saw the star on his forehead," replied Mrs.Wood.
"I don't know when I have laughed at anything as much as I did at him the other day," said Miss Laura.

"Uncle asked me if I had ever heard of such a thing as a jealous ox, and I said no.

He said, 'Come to the barnyard, and I'll show you one.' The oxen were both there, Duke with his broad face, and Bright so much sharper and more intelligent looking.
Duke was drinking at the trough there, and uncle said: 'Just look at him.