No. 2.
One morning I was awakened by the Cook telling me that my cousin James was waiting for me at the gate. I got up, dressed, and went and met my cousin with a Little Rock in his hand, which he was about to hurl at what he thought was a Great Bear. Just as he threw it I saw Mr. Madison with a Good gun. The great bear turned out to be a White cow. After this adventure we went to our homes, which are on Franklin Street, in Marshall, Illinois.