"Yes, it's only a cow--a crumpled-horn cow," Bunny announced after he
had taken a look.
"But it pushed hard enough to be an elephant, didn't it?" asked Sue.
"That's what it did. I thought the tent would come down," agreed Bunny.
"What makes you say it was a crumpled-horn cow?" asked Mrs. Brown, as
she too looked through the crack of the curtain and saw her husband
pushing the animal outside.
"'Cause it's got crumpled horns like the ragged man's cow. The man that
gave us milk after the dog drank ours," said Bunny. "Only his cow had
only _one_ crooked horn and this cow has _two_. Hasn't it, Sue?"
"Yes. But it looks like a nice cow."
"Well, we don't want cows in our sleeping tent at night," said Mr.
Brown. "I'll start this one down hill, and in the morning some one who
comes for it will have to hunt for it. We haven't anything here with
which to feed cows."
"What's the matter up there?" called a voice, and the children knew it
was that of Uncle Tad, who slept in a little tent by himself, near the
one where the cooking was done.
"What's the matter up there?" he called.
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