The man from whom they bought their "Indian lease" Had made brush fences, and there was no peace From "Breachy" cattle, breaking through with ease, To eat the crops as often as they please!
"The Emigrant Mechanic and Other Tales In Verse Together With Numerous Songs Upon Canadian Subjects"
Thomas Cowherd
But as it flowed again and again they began renewing their grievances, and shook their heads over "the good old days," and mouthed vague threats, and forgot all about Lime Rock and the Breachy cow.
"The Heritage of the Hills"
Arthur P. Hankins
Not satisfied with what she's got, always lookin' off over the hill like a Breachy cow calculatin' on how much better the grazin'd be if she could hop the fence and go tearin' off over there.
"The Flockmaster of Poison Creek"
George W. Ogden