CHAPTER XII
SUSY’S COMPLAINT
After the cow was milked and bedded in the stall for the night, Sam came for Susy. But the little calf acted wobbly in comparison to her nimble jumping and activity of the morning. So he walked slowly to give her time to rest now and then, and they finally reached the shed which was her domain.
The following morning Sam came hastily to the house and asked his aunt: “Is Miss Janet inside?”
“Yeh. They all eatin’ brekfus’—why?”
“Somethin’ seems wrong with Susy. She can’t get up.”
“Law-sake! I’ll call Janet immedjit, Sam. Jus’ wait.”
So not only Janet, but the whole family, ran from the back door and wanted to know what was the matter with the calf.
“I donno, but somethin’ is, cause she won’t stan’ up an’ she won’t eat nothin’.”
Out to the barn yard they hurried, Rachel as usual bringing up the rear because of her size and breathlessness. Susy was watched for a few minutes, but she remained upon her side. Then Janet tried to coax her to get up by showing her the pan of milk. Still the calf paid no attention to the offer. Mrs. James stooped over her and said: “She looks all right.”
“How can you judge that way, Jimmy?” cried Janet, greatly concerned. “Susy can’t go pale, you know, nor can you see the flush of fever, even if she has one.”