Who had the best of the match?"
"The first game was won by Canon Boltby, the second by the Dean,"
said Betty; "but when they would have played the conqueror, Lady
Herries interfered and said the gentlemen had kept the field long
enough, and now it was our turn. So a cow was driven on the bowling-
green, with a bell round her neck and pink ribbons on her horns."
"A cow! What will they have next?"
"They say 'tis all the mode in London," interposed Harriet.
"Pray was the cow to instruct you in dancing?" continued the Major.
"No, sir," said Aurelia, whom he had addressed; "she was to be milked
into the bowl of syllabub."
This was received with a great "Ho! ho!" and a demand who was to act
as milker.
"That was the best of it," said Aurelia. "Soon came Miss Herries in
a straw hat, and the prettiest green petticoat under a white gown and
apron, as a dairy-maid, but the cow would not stand still, for all the
man who led her kept scolding her and saying 'Coop! coop!' No sooner
had Miss Herries seated herself on the stool than Moolly swerved away,
and it was a mercy that the fine china bowl escaped. Every one was
laughing, and poor Miss Herries was ready to cry, when forth steps my
sister, coaxes the cow, bids the man lend his apron, sits down on the
stool, and has the bowl frothing in a moment.
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