The bronco was led to a corner of the corral, or stable yard, and
tied. Then the foreman made ready to try to stay in the saddle longer
than had any of his men, for when a bronco bucks it is like trying to
hold on to a swing that is turning topsy-turvy.

Suddenly, as Teddy and Janet were looking at some of the funny
tricks the cowboys were playing on one another, Uncle Frank gave a
cry.

"Look at Trouble!" he exclaimed.

Baby William had crawled through the fence and was close to the
dangerous heels of the bucking bronco.




CHAPTER XIII

MISSING CATTLE


For a moment none of the cowboys made a move. They were too
frightened at what might happen to Trouble. If it had been one of
their own friends who had gone into the corral where the dangerous
bronco was standing, they would have known what to do.

They would have called for him to "Look out!" and the cowboy would
have kept away from the animal. But it was different with Trouble. To
him one horse was like another. He liked them all, and he never