Lillian Elizabeth Roy

Summary

Lillian Elizabeth Roy Janet: A Stock-Farm Scout (1925)

But how do we carry a swarm home?” asked Natalie.
“In your farmer’s hat!” retorted Janet, laughingly.
“Oh, you won’t have to worry over that. I’ll hive the swarm and send the hive right to the farm,” replied Mrs. Tompkins. “But you must be careful to locate them pleasantly, or they may wander off. Bees like plenty of flowers nearby, and the freedom of the fields, yet they want to hear human voices and be able to see their master going about, even if they seldom come in contact with him.
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Lillian Elizabeth Roy Janet: A Stock-Farm Scout (1925)

But the ram was not pacified by this one encounter. It was as if the taste of combat made him thirst for more. He made a dash for Janet.
She was too quick for him, however, for she had started to crawl under the fence the moment she saw the farmer coming so unceremoniously through the air. The other astonished and frightened scouts turned as if with one thought, and scrambled to get over to the safe side of the fence. But this simultaneous action overturned the loose toprail in its still looser sockets, and all the girls were rolled into the tall grass on the roadside—the safety line.
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Lillian Elizabeth Roy Janet: A Stock-Farm Scout (1925)

James.
“Well, then, just listen to this. It’s true, too!” and Janet began painting a word-picture in such alluring colors as to cause her hearer to wonder what it all meant.
“No farm is really a farm, you know, Jimmy, until there is a cow on the place. Think of the rural delight of driving a gentle-eyed bovine creature to the pasture early in the morning while the dew is still sparkling upon every blade of verdure. Now feel the warm glow about the heart when you call for the cow at eventide and find her eagerly lowing at the gate of the pasture—eager to follow you home.
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