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Winter was coming on and feed was scarce, He had no choice but to butcher the litter. Mom canned some of the meat, but, with no freezer and most of her jars filled with vegetables from the garden and wild fruit she had preserved, a lot of the meat was wasted. It was a tremendous loss of cash that Dad had been counting on for necessities.
Cash became so scarce that Dad decided to sell old Roanie. She was a gentle cow, and had been in the family ever since Dad and Mom were married. She had been, in fact, a wedding present from my grandparents. But she was getting old. Soon her usefulness would be over and she would be unable to give us any more calves or milk. Much as he hated to do it, Dad decided to ship her to the stockyards in Winnipeg to get a little money. The next time Dad heard of old Roanie, it was through a letter from the stockyards. Sometime during the trip, our poor old cow had lost her footing and been unable to get up again. She had been trampled to death by the other cattle. Instead of a check, there was a bill of lading for the shipping charges. Go To Page: 1
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