But woe to the tramp or other trespasser who chanced to
come cross lots or to wander in any way off the drive! Woe also
to such occasional cattle or other livestock as drifted in from
the road or by way of a casual fence-gap!
Human invaders were to be met in drastic fashion. Quadruped
trespassers were to be rounded up and swept at a gallop up the
drive and out into the highroad. With cattle or with stray horses
this was an easy job;. and it contained, withal, much fun;--at
least, for Lad.
But, pigs were different.
Experience and instinct had taught Lad what few humans realize.
Namely, that of all created beasts, the pig is the worst and
meanest and most vicious; and hardest to drive. When a horse or a
cow, or a drove of them, wandered into the confines of the Place,
it was simple and joyous to head them off, turn them, set them
into a gallop and send them on their journey at top speed. It
took little skill and less trouble to do this. Besides, it was
gorgeous sport. But pigs--!
When a porker wriggled and hunched and nosed a space in the line
fence, and slithered greasily through, Lad's work was cut out for
him.
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