And thick! he has never felt cold in his life;
But the wind cuts your baby's skin like a knife.
"Poor shivering things! I have pitied them oft,
All muffled and smothered in flannel soft.
Ha! ha! I am sure the stupidest gaby
Can see that a calf's ahead of a baby!"
And the cow called her calf, and tossed up her
head
Like a person quite sure of all she has said.
Then Jane looked at Eddy, and Eddy at Jane;