Then
Imp did all he could to get the man out of the saddle.
Around and around the corral dashed the cow pony, and when he found
that Jim stuck on the horse began jumping up in the air--bucking as
the cowboys call it. Even that did not shake the foreman to the
ground.
Then, suddenly, the horse fell down. But it was not an accident. He
did it on purpose, and then he began to roll over, thinking this,
surely, would get that man off his back.
It did. But when Imp tried to roll over on the foreman, to hurt him,
Jim Mason just laughed and jumped out of the way. He knew Imp would
probably do this and he was ready for him.
Jim watched Imp, and as soon as the bronco stopped rolling and stood
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.
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