Lt. Selkirk on the Weymouth

by William Logan off the coast of Africa They were not hard to tame, the feral goats. That rocky mount was hardly an island at all— I doubt all London is much larger— and soon the goats and I grew used to our lot. I had my favorites, or a string of favorites, because of course the beasts would die, or break a foreleg, or grow ill-tempered; and there is nothing like a goat for temper. But then the kids were so entertaining. Mary was my darling,... Read More

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