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"He said, 'Wood, I don't like my business, but on the word of an honest
man, my butchering is done as well as it can be. Come and see for
yourself.'
"He took me to his slaughter-house, and though I didn't stay long, I saw
enough to convince me that he spoke the truth. He has different pens and
sheds, and the killing is done as quietly as possible; the animals are
taken in one by one, and though the others suspect what is going on,
they can't see it."
"These sheep are a long way from the house," said Miss Laura; "don't the
dogs that you were telling me about attack them?"
"No; for since I had that brush with Windham's dog, I've trained them to
go and come with the cows. It's a queer thing, but cows that will run
from a dog when they are alone will fight him if he meddles with their
calves or the sheep. There's not a dog around that would dare to come
into this pasture, for he knows the cows would be after him with lowered
horns, and a business look in their eyes. The sheep in the orchard are
safe enough, for they're near the house, and if a strange dog came
around, Joe would settle him, wouldn't you, Joe?" and Mr.
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