"Look at those little woolly lambs, there, frisking about, with their sedate old mothers standing by, watching the train with wondering eyes--" "Yes, I see, I see," said she, interrupting him.

"What great big eyes they have, to be sure! I declare, too, I can hear them `baa' above all the noise of the railway!" Just at that moment, the engine gave a shriek of its steam-whistle, which startled the sheep and lambkins, sending them scuttling over to the other end of the field, in company with a number of skittish heifers and young colts, which kicked up their heels in such a funny way that Bob and Nellie both burst out laughing together in concert, in one burst as it were.
"Hullo, Nellie, look!" presently exclaimed Bob, who was the first to recover himself.

"All the horses have not run away.

There is one old fellow there, close to the line, who hasn't budged an inch." "Perhaps he's the veteran of the field ?" said Miss Nellie, rather poetically.

"He's an old war-horse, maybe, who has heard too many clanging trumpet-calls and guns fired to be upset by the mere noise of an engine, which is only a bugbear to the ignorant." "Bosh!" cried Bob, who did not believe much in sentiment, `flummery' he termed it.