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Show KANSAS AND THE COW- A Don Proms Tlmt ll Has Mors Heart Than Ilia Manlar. , Philadelphia Press. "The tune the old cow died on" was set to the jingic, of street cars bells and the rattle of horses' hoofs over the rough cobbles an .Montgomery avenue. The old cow had been driven since noon yeste.ulav with a herd, from tho drove yards ill West l'hiladelphia, and she let her head droop, leaving the herd a butcher was driving, stumbled over and lay down on the pavement at the corner of Thirteenth street, about o'clock in the evening. Bring her along, Kansas," railed the driver of the cattle. Kansas was (lie collie dog that hud been guiding the herd, lie went back to tho old cow, but he did not snap at her legs or bark, but stood by her head with his tail down. The driver came anil kicked her in ! the ribs but she would not get up. : Then he went 011 with the herd, saying ! lie would come back for her. i He whistled for Kansas, but Kansas ' did not move. He stood still by the old I cow's head with his tail down, while a I crowd gathered. i- Presently a man who wore heavy j boots and had a shaggy gray ! heard came along. He looked as ' though he liked green fields and had ! smelt the sweet oder of the young grass I in the meadow bottoms'. "Sukey, Stikey, !" he called, to get i her up, "So, boss, so!" j She pulled her forelegs together and i tried to rise, but, wtth along, deep sigh, as though for tho sweet grass m the meadow bottoms, her head fell and rested on the curbstone. Then Kansas sat down and waited. |