Rosie the Cow in the Mountains just off Summit Mountain and not too far from Chestnut Ridge

An old Jew named Mr. Rosenberg gave the red Monkee his first animal job. Mr. Rosenberg had a milk cow named Rosie. The Redmonkee was paid 50 cents a week. He would take Mr. Rosenbergs cow Rosie approximately a half mile to an open field where she would graze. At night he would bring Rosie back to Mr. Rosenbergs barn. Mr. rosenberg always wore bib overalls. He had a railroad pocket watch on a chain. He worked as a clerk on the railroad. On of his hands was chopped off at the wrist, from a railroad accident. He looked and acted like the movie star Burle Ives. He had the same voice. He had a rolltop railroad desk in his house. He would put on his Jewish prayer shawl and all his jewish prayer paraphinillia and pray over the Red Monkee. His daughter was a school teacher, who taught the Red Monkee in school. She would tell the red Monkee, my Father wants you to go to the house, and the old Jew gave the little Red Monkee a cold glass of milk and talk to him in a Grandfatherly way. He would then pray over him. Sometimes they would go out and work and take care of Rosie. Mr. Rosenbergs' cow.

One day as the Red Monkee went to get Rosie and walk her back to Mr. Rosenbergs barn, he observed a pack of half wild dogs attacking Rosie. They were biting at her legs, front and back. And her milk bag. The Red Monkee picked up a big stick and ran at the pack of dogsscreaming and attacking to drive them off.But they would not leave, they stayed onthe pririmiter rushing in for periodic attacks. He unchained Rosie and carried the chain in his hand, and his stick club in the other hand. Then started off toward the barn to get away from the dangerous situation. The pack of dogs followed close behind. The Red Monkee was swinging his stick at the dogs to drive them off, and holding Rosie at the same time. Then the dog pack made a bold attack and Rosie bolted, ripping the chain from the Red Monkees' hand, and ran for the barn a long distance away. The dogs were now in hot pursuit of Rosie, with the Red Monkee folllowing behind with his stick, on the run. Rosie has to cross a road to get to the barn that was heavily traveled by coal trucks from the coal mine. Mr. Rosenberg observed Rosie coming on the run toward the barn, with the dogs in hot pursuit. A fast moving coal truck loaded with coal almost hit Rosie as she crossed the dirt road, on the run. Mr. Rosenberg was horrified. Up runs the Red Monkee out of breath with his stick chasing the pack of dogs in every direction. Mr. Rosenberg locked up Rosie in the barn and the took the Red Monkee in the house. He and Mr. Rosenberg sat down at his old railroad rolltopdesk. in his bib overalls with his railroad watch and told the Red Monkee , I can't let you take Rosie up there anymore. You almost got her killed. Your to small and little and you don't have the strength in your arms to hold her.

The Red Monkee was fired from his first paying animal job, although heoften went back to visit Mr. Rosenberg periodically. They would have long talks. He was a very nice old man. His name was Mr. Rosenberg, he worked on a railroad, he was a poor Jew. Goodnight Mr. Rosenberg wherever you are. And Goodnight Rosie wherever you are.

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