"Waal, Jerry, somebody's gotta be the owner of a caow that sucks herse'f, hain't they?"
"Aw, come on naow, Sam, you know that's a dirty trick to play on a neighbor." Jerry kicked into the ground savagely. "Whatcha goin' to do about it?"
Uncle Sam looked a little hurt.
"Naow, Jerry, don't git mad. When I'm a-dealin' with a neighbor I like to tell him the truth, an' mos' allus I do tell him the truth. But there's times when it comes jes a little hard to tell him all the truth, an' this here is one o' them times. Naow, Jerry, a caow that sucks herse'f is jes as good as any other caow pervidin' you don't let her suck herse'f."
He went back into the stable and came out with a wire contraption dangling from his hand.
"You jes fasten this here little muzzle on her nose an' she won't suck herse'f no more. When she's a-grazin' it falls away off'n her nose and lets her eat, an' when she tries to suck herse'f it's there. You jes put that on her an' she won't give you no more trouble. I'll stand back o' what I said that she gives good milk an' lots of it. Judy an' the baby'll take on flesh fast when they git to drinkin' that good milk."
Warmed by the glow of Uncle Sam's genial personality, Jerry had to smile.
"Why didn't you gimme it yestiddy, along with the rope an' halter?"
They laughed together.
"Waal, Jerry, I won't say I didn't know you'd be back after it."