THE ONE-PRICE HEIFER.

Alexandra Herald and Central Otago Gazette, Issue 387, 8 October 1903, Page 8

THE ONE-PRICE HEIFER.

ffow wanter buy thet belter, Zeb? I don't believe yew can; Z wouldn't sell thet heifer, sir, to any livtn' man. Ha, sir, If yew should come an' lay a fifty In my hand WM so an' shet the stable door an' let thet heifer stand. M tat her stand right where she is till she Is old an' gray Mere I'd sell one side of her, thet's all I've got to say. Tow heerd I wanted to dispose? Tew must hev heerd It wrong; I'd buy a dozen like her, Zeb, If yeWd bring them along. S oourse I've got a lot of stock, more stock '•n what I need, saV X am short of stable room, an' somewhat short of feed; 9*t ez for sellin' thet there beast 1 wouldn't, no siree! l*j forty dollars eome between thet heifer, Zeb, an' me. 1 am a one-price critter, Zeb, no man kin beat me down; fee's wuth a heap more'n forty, Zeb, ask any man in town. Hi Hunker wants her purty bad, an' so doei Deekin Hale, Bat ez I said before, of course, the heirei ain't for sale. She's gentle an' she's good an' kind, an' slicker then an eel; ▲ child could milk her any time, she'd neve* raise a heeL sto never hooks nor jumps the fence, she never runs away. aW comes around atmllkin' timaezreg'lax ez the day. ffau'd orter see the milk she gives, lt'i yaller. thick an* sweet, Aa' ez for quantity, by gum, thet heifer can't be beat! They's junks of butter noatln' round Inside the milkin' pail, Aa* apeakin' of her butter, Zeb—but then, she ain't for sale. tTew say yew"re bound to bev her, Zeb! Tew want her purty bad? •*»• slickest piece of cow-flesh, sir, a farmer ever had! Woth thirty dollars ez she stands, an' not a ipllar less; For Vm a one-priee critter, Zeb, yew*U find thet out, I guess. Wuth thirty dollars ez she stands. I'll tell yew what I'll dew: Til swap her now for twenty-five—'twlxt me an' her an' yew. feat twenty-five, no more or less, for I*» a dne-price man. An' If yew'd want to swap her back, why duns it. Zeb, yew can. —Joe Cone, in N. T. Sun.