Curlytops at Uncle Frank's Ranch by Howard R. (Howard Roger) Garis
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The pony was again making a noise that did sound like a groan. He
must be in pain the children thought. "Go on--give him your drink, Janet," urged Teddy. "Then I'll give him mine." Janet was afraid no longer. She went into the cave ahead of her brother, and as the pony was lying down Janet had to kneel in front of him with her hat full of water--no, it was not full, for some had spilled out, but there was still a little in it. The pony smelled the water when Janet was yet a little way from him, and raised his head and part of his body by his forefeet. Though clear, cold water has no smell to us, animals can smell it sometimes a long way off, and can find their way to it when their masters would not know where to go for a drink. "Oh, see how glad he is to get it!" exclaimed Janet, as the pony eagerly sucked up from her hat the water in it. The little animal drank very fast, as if he had been without water a long while. "Now give him yours, Teddy," Janet called to her brother, and he kneeled down and let the pony drink from his hat. "I guess he wants more," Janet said as the sick animal sucked up the last drops from Teddy's hat. "It wasn't very much." "We'll get more!" Teddy decided. "Then we'll go for a doctor." "Where'll we find one?" Janet asked. |
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