When she finished, she got up, reached for the hired man's straw hat, ate it, and then, bolting out into the garden, she put away the honeysuckle vine and a coil of India-rubber hose.

The man said that if it was his cow he would kill her; and the judge told him that he had perhaps better just knock her on the head in the morning.
During the night she had another attack of somnambulism, and while wandering about she ate the door-mat from the front porch, bit off all the fancy-work on top of the cast-iron gate, swallowed six loose bricks that were piled up against the house, and then had a fit among the rose bushes.

When the judge came down in the morning, she seemed to be breathing her last, but she had strength enough left to seize a newspaper that the judge held in his hand; and when that was down, she gave three or four kicks and rolled over and expired.

It cost the judge three dollars to have the carcase removed.

Since then he has bought his butter and milk and given up all kinds of live-stock..