the unfenced prairie.

Once he had learned his business, he became very fond of it and
nothing pleased him more than an order to go and fetch the cow.
Away he would dash, barking with pleasure and leaping high in
the air that he might better scan the plain for hi~ victim. In a short
time he would return driving her at full gallop before him, and
gave her no peace until, puffing and blowing, she was safely
driven into the farthest corner of her stable.

Less energy on his part would have been more satisfactory, but we
bore with him until he grew so fond of this semi-daily hunt that he
began to bring 'old Dunne' without being told. And at length not
once or twice but a dozen times a day this energetic cowherd
would sally forth on his own responsibility and drive the cow
home to the stable.

At last things came to such a pass that whenever he felt like taking
a little exercise, or had a few minutes of spare time, or even
happened to think of it, Bingo would sally forth at racing speed
over the plain and a few minutes later return, driving the unhappy
yellow cow at full gallop before him.

At first this did not seem very bad, as it kept the cow from straying
too far; but soon it was seen that it hindered her feeding. She
became thin and gave less milk; it seemed to weigh on her mind
too, as she was always watching nervously for that hateful dog,
and in the mornings would hang around the stable as though afraid
to venture off and subject herself at once to an onset.