The _judgment-seat_ was shaken with the intelligence, that the wolf was coming--_not to give bail_--but to devote herself or rescue her offspring.

The animal was punished for this _daring contempt_, committed in the face of the court, and was shot within a hundred yards of the tribunal." Virginians had not yet learned the merits of grass and pasture, and their cattle, being compelled to browse on twigs and weeds, were often thin and poor.

Many ranged through the woods and it was so difficult to get them up that sometimes they would not be milked for two or three days.

Often they gave no more than a quart of milk a day and were probably no better in appearance than the historian Lecky tells us were the wretched beasts then to be found in the Scottish Highlands.
Hogs received even less care than cattle and ran half wild in the woods like their successors, the famous Southern razor-backs of to-day, being fed only a short period before they were to be transformed into pork.
Says Parkinson: "The real American hog is what is termed the wood-hog: they are long in the leg, narrow on the back, short in the body, flat on the sides, with a long snout, very rough in their hair, in make more like a fish called a perch than anything I can describe.

You may as well think of stopping a crow as those hogs.