I'm afraid you're too little. But, speaking of
riding a pony, to-morrow I'll have one of the cowboys start in to
teach you and Janet to ride. Now I guess I'll have to go see this
Henry Jensen and ask him about the Indians and my stolen ponies."
"I hope he gets them back," said Teddy to his sister.
"So do I," she agreed. "And I hope those Indians don't come here."
"Pooh! they're tame Indians!" exclaimed Teddy.
"They must be kind of wild when they steal ponies," Janet said.
A little later the Curlytops and Trouble went to bed, for they had
been up early that day. They fell asleep almost at once, even though
their bed was not moving along in a railroad train, as it had been
the last three or four nights.
"Did Uncle Frank find his ponies?" asked Teddy the next morning at
the breakfast table.
"No, Curlytop," answered Aunt Millie. "He and some of the cowboys
have gone over to the field where the ponies were kept to see if they
can get any news of them."
"Can we learn to ride a pony to-day?" asked Janet.
"As soon as Uncle Frank comes back," answered her father. "You and
Ted and Trouble play around the house now as much as you like. When
Uncle Frank comes back he'll see about getting a pony for you to
ride."
"Come on!" called Ted to his sister after breakfast. "We'll have
some fun."
"I come, too!" called Trouble. "I wants a wide! I wish we had
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