Curlytops at Uncle Frank's Ranch by Howard R. (Howard Roger) Garis
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up again the foreman jumped into the saddle. This was too much for
Imp. He made up his mind he could not get rid of such a good rider, so the horse settled down and galloped around the corral as he ought to do. "Hurray! Jim rides him after all!" cried some of the cowboys. "I told you I'd stick to him" said the foreman with a laugh. "I wish I could ride that way," said Teddy, with a little sigh when Jim came out of the corral and left Imp to have a rest. "Well, maybe you will some day," said the foreman. "You've got a good start, and there's no better place to learn to ride ponyback than at Ring Rosy Ranch." One warm, pleasant afternoon, when they had played about the house for some time, amusing themselves at the games they were wont to pass the time with in the East, Jan called to her brother: "Let's go and take a ride on our ponies!" "All right," agreed Teddy. "Where'll we go?" "Oh, not very far. Mother told us we mustn't go very far when we're alone." "That was before we knew how to ride," declared the little boy. "I guess we ride good enough now to take long rides." |
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