Caslon

If it wasnt for that man Caslon, wed own the whole hill all the way around, as well as the top of it.

Over the broad stone wall was the pasture in which Caslon kept his flock of goats.

Old Caslon has the best stock anywhere around, and father says he wont try to buy of him.

Mr. Caslon leaped nimbly to one side and whacked the goat savagely across the back with his knobby stick.

It will only cause comment because we went 106 out of bounds, and became acquainted with Mr. Caslon.