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Portrait of Frances Trego Montgomery Frances Trego Montgomery Billy Whiskers: The Autobiography of a Goat

When Billy saw her go he ran down the altar steps, upsetting a near-sighted deacon who was coming up to help drive him out, and bleating to Betty that he was coming he rushed through the door.
They trotted along side by side down the street until they came to a beautiful place surrounded by a tall, iron fence. Through the fence they could see a large, brick residence with a cupola on top. On one side of the house was the flower garden, while on the other a fruit patch and vegetable garden. And oh, how good the fresh, green lettuce and beet tops looked to these tired, hungry travelers.
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Portrait of Frances Trego Montgomery Frances Trego Montgomery Billy Whiskers: The Autobiography of a Goat

Pride, here's a Billy goat I bet can lick your dog. Let us turn them loose in the yard and have another fight."
"Why, man what are you talking about? My dog would make just one grab at the goat's throat and kill him."
"I am not so sure of that," replied the man, "but I am mighty sure he will lick your dog if he is the goat I think he is, for I believe he is the trained goat from the circus."
"Let's have a fight," said the other men that were standing around. "It will be great sport to see the goat lick the dog that can whip every other dog in town."
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Portrait of Frances Trego Montgomery Frances Trego Montgomery Billy Whiskers: The Autobiography of a Goat

So he walked away slowly, just as if he were going away of his own accord, when the man gave him another hit with the rake. This was too much for Billy's pie-crust temper; he turned on the man, who was gardener of the park, and sent him sprawling over a hay-cock before he knew what had struck him.
As Billy walked toward the high iron fence that encircled the park he saw a policeman coming in at the gate.
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