really seemed they would whack ’em through.
But she got so toughened and callous and hard,
and the stiffened frame of her mortised bones
Formed such an excellent armor-plate against
the broadsides of sticks and stones,
That they “pounded” her then in a different
way—in the village pound—whose walls
would hold
The breachiest cow that ever strayed—and the
notice was posted as I have told.