"It's nothing but a bundle, Teddy Martin!" she exclaimed.
"Somebody has dropped a bundle."
"They have?" Teddy cried. "Then if somebody's been past here they
can find us--or we can find them--and we aren't lost anymore!"
"Oh, I hope it comes true!" sighed Janet.
"Here, you hold Clipclap--he's starting to walk away"--went on
Teddy, "and I'll go see what that is."
Janet took the pony's reins, and her brother walked toward the
bundle. He could see now that it was something wrapped in a blanket,
and as he came closer he saw that the blanket was one of the kind the
cowboys at Uncle Frank's ranch carried when they went out to spend
the night on the prairie.
"What is it?" asked Janet, as her brother picked up the bundle and
came back toward her.
"I don't know, but it's heavy," he answered. "Well open it."
"Maybe we'd better not," cautioned Janet. "It isn't ours."
"But we're lost," Teddy said, "and we want to be found. Maybe
there's something in this bundle to help."
The blanket was fastened with a strap on the outside, and Teddy
managed to unbuckle this after two or three trials, Janet helping.
Then, as the moon shone down on what was in the blanket, the
Curlytops gave a cry of delight, which startled even the ponies.
"It's something to eat!" cried Teddy.
"And to drink!" added Janet, as she picked up the canvas-covered
canteen, or water bottle, such as soldiers carry.
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