Danish pioneers, farm life, cattle
That was not so bad, and then, Dagmar was even a queen. I have done that which is worse. I once stole, on a late winter night in Chicago, a pioneer cow with all accessories from Christian Bay. Then I sold the stolen goods to a newspaper in Denmark and got c. 60 kroner out of it. How my conscience has fared since then I will not here relate. I am a Danish Lutheran and I do not confess in a catholic confession booth, and much less would I confess in the modern protestant manner, publicly to Mrs. Somebody in the newspaper column. Let me just say that I am very glad now, close to Christmas, to deliver the cow back to the country where she belongs.
"The Plow, The Cow and the Pastor,"
The Bridge: Vol. 8
, Article 10.
Available at: https://scholarsarchive.byu.edu/thebridge/vol8/iss2/10