Cobos! cobos! the breezes swell,
As nearer floats the cattle-bell.
"He sees them now--beneath yon trees
His motley herd recline at ease;
With lazy pace and sullen stare,
They slowly leave their shady lair.
Cobos! cobos!--far up the dell
Quick jingling comes the cattle-bell!"
CHAPTER XIV
Toronto
"Fiction, however wild and fanciful,