In this mighty enterprise, the cow shall be my great confederate.
Then the cow shook her foot to free it and the skin rattled.
The cow recoiled a few steps and lowered her head truculently.
The women came and cried over it—they were so sorry for the cow.
Martin had gone to the barn a week before to help a cow which was aborting.
"Thoroughbred for a horse, and purebred for a cow," Rose repeated willingly.
If he walked slowly, so did the cow, and seized the opportunity to graze.
Now and then, a drowned sheep, and once the carcass of a cow, floated past.
Away ran Peggy after the cow—while lowering Marcus cursed them all three.
If you look at the cow, you'll see she's not like one that feeds by the roadsides.