"I guess the pony'll be awful glad to get a drink," said Jan to her
brother.

"I guess he will," he answered, as he walked along looking carefully
where he put down his feet, for he did not want to stumble and spill
the water in his hat.

"Look out!" exclaimed Janet, as her brother came too close to her.
"If you bump against me and make my arm jiggle you'll spill my
hatful."

"I'll be careful," said Teddy.

They spilled some of the water, for their hats were not as good as
pails in which to carry the pony's drink. But they managed to get to
the cave with most of it.

"You can give him the first drink," said Teddy to his sister. "I
found him, and he's my pony, but you can give him the first drink."

Janet felt that this was kind on Teddy's part, but still she did not
quite like what he said about the pony.

"Is he going to be _all_ yours?" she asked.

"Well, didn't I find him?''

"Yes, but when I found a penny once and bought a lollypop, I gave
you half of it."