And yet, when he got the idea I thought a good deal of cattle, he took Sugar Foot and me into a pasture of an excellent sort of strange grass where he had 50 or 60 grassers he expected to weigh 1,000 pounds by cold weather-next July or August.
"Epistles-from-Pap-Letters-from-the-man-known-as-The-Will-Rogers-of-Indiana"
Durham, Andrew Everett