maik her feel terrible. so i got a
spaid and father took up the 2 little lamns and we
went out behine the barn and father dug a hole and
then we rapped them up in sum brown paper and
berrid them. when we went back to the barn the
old sheep was baaing terrible and runing from one
end of the pen to the other end. her eyes stuck out
of her haid and she looked at us as if she was
asking us where her lamns was. father sed thunder
this is tuf what in time can we do. i sed i dont
know and he sed he dident supose i did he never
gnew me to know ennything when it was asted. so
he patted her head and called her a good old girl and
i got sum grass for her but she woodent eat. the
other lamm was all right but the first thing i gnew
the mother sheep nocked her oan lamn over. jest
butted it over. father sed hell and he was over the
fence in jest 2 secunds. then he let her up and she
backed into a corner shaiking her head.

then the lamn kind of teetered up to her wobbly as
time and tried to suck and she butted him again and
nocked him down and father grabed her by the
back of the neck with one hand and by the end of
her back with the other and sed now old lady you
will do one of 2 things in about 2 minits. eether
nurse this lamn or go down to butcher Haleys. so
i poked the lamns nose under the sheep and in a
minit it was sucking like a good one and wigling its
tale like a snaik when you step on its head. the
old sheep tried to butt and kick and get away but
she mite jest as wel have tride to brake away from a
steal trap. i bet my father cood hold a wild bull
of bastem that the minister talked about if he had
him by the neck with one hand and the tale with
the other. i tel you that lamn had a good time.
after he dident want enny more father put him in
another pen and let the old sheep go. this noon he
held her again. it took us so long that it was too
lait to go to chirch. i bet i dident feel bad. after
dinner father held her again. tonite he held her a
few minits and then he let me hold her. she only
yanked once but i held her as good as father.

August 1, 186---this morning father dident have
time to hold the sheep so he hollered up-stairs for
me to get up and hold her. then i heard the door of
the hack slam and i thought as long as father had
went to the trane i woodent hurry and the nex i
gnew mother was shaiking me and teling me that it
was eigt oh clock and that my lamn was bleeting
terrible. so i gumped up and dre