Curlytops at Uncle Frank's Ranch by Howard R. (Howard Roger) Garis
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who was behind, and not a big cowboy. Imp was going to do his worst.
But Jim Mason was getting ready to save Trouble. Going around to the side, where he could not be seen so well, the foreman quickly leaped over the fence. And then he ran swiftly toward Trouble, never saying a word. The bronco heard the sound of running feet. He turned his head around to see who else was coming to bother him and then, before Imp could do anything and before Trouble could reach and put his little hands on the dangerous heels, the foreman caught up Baby William and jumped back with him, out of the way in case Imp should kick. And kick Imp did! His heels shot out as he laid his ears farther back on his head and he gave a shrill scream, as horses can when they are angry. "No you don't! Not this time!" cried Jim Mason, as he ran back to the fence with Trouble. "And you must never go into the corral or near horses again, Trouble! Do you hear?" and the foreman spoke to Baby William as though very angry indeed. But he had to do this, for the little fellow must learn not to go into danger. "Don't ever go in there again!" said the foreman, as he set Trouble down on the ground in a safe place. "No, me not go," was the answer, and Baby William's lips quivered as though he were going to cry. "Well, that's all right, old man!" said the foreman in kind tones. |
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