It was very pretty practice, but risky, as to get them to charge you must be afoot and inside the corral.

The butcher was rather astonished when I first accomplished this trick, but it saved time and a lot of trouble.

Such were my winter duties.
Sometimes neighbours would look in, and the weekly mail and home papers helped to pass the time.

I read a great deal, and so the solitariness of the position was not so trying as one might suppose.

Indeed, books were more to me than the neighbours' society.
"Incidents" occurred, of course, but I will only mention one.