As every animal is so marked when branded, it follows that an uncut pair of ears means that its owner has never felt the iron.
So, now we had to look first of all for calves with uncut ears.

After discovering one, we had to ascertain his ownership by examining the ear-marks of his mother, by whose side he was sure, in this alarming multitude, to be clinging faithfully.
Calves were numerous, and J H cows everywhere to be seen, so in somewhat less than ten seconds I had my eye on a mother and son.
Immediately I turned Little G in their direction.

At the slap of my quirt against the stirrup, all the cows immediately about me shrank suspiciously aside.

Little G stepped forward daintily, his nostrils expanding, his ears working back and forth, trying to the best of his ability to understand which animals I had selected.

The cow and her calf turned in toward the centre of the herd.