the three boys willingly started off after the cow.

Just as Harry had said, she made her way to a path, then the rest of
the way was clear.

"Hurrah!" shouted Hal, "I smell supper already," and now, at the end of
the path, an opening in the trees showed a few scattered houses.

"Why, we are away outside of Berkley," went on Hal. "Now, we will
have a long tramp home, but I'm glad even at that, for a night under
the trees was not a pleasant prospect."

"We must take this cow home first," said Harry, with a farmer's
instinct. "Where do you suppose she belongs?"

"We might try that house first," suggested Bert, pointing to a cottage
with a small barn, a little way from the wood.

"Come, Cush," said Harry, to the strange cow, and the animal
obediently walked along.

There was no need to make inquiries, for outside of the house a little
woman met them.

"Oh, you've found her!" she began. "Well, my husband was just going
to the pound, for that old miser of a pound master takes a cow in
every chance he gets, just for the fine. Come, Daisy, you're hungry,"
and she patted the cow affectionately. "Now, young men, I'm obliged
to you, and you have saved a poor man a day's pay, for that is just
what the fine would be. If you will accept a pail of milk each, I