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This island is a good place for getting hungry." "And this is a good place to be stopped from getting hungry," laughed Grandpa Martin, as he pulled his chair up to the well-filled table near which Nora stood ready to serve the meal. The Curlytops and Hal had just a little idea that the grown folks would not like their plan of digging a gold mine, so nothing was said about it.
Tip to the ranch rode Teddy and Jan as fast as their ponies would take them without tossing off the Curlytops. "Oh, Uncle Frank!" cried Teddy. "They 're coming!" "A lot of 'em!" shouted Janet. "What's that?" asked the ranchman. "Who are coming?" "Indians to take more of your ponies!" Teddy gasped.
He was a good brother, for, whenever his sister did anything unusual like this he always gave her credit for it. Around and around in the little cove paddled the Curlytops, having fun in their box-boats. "I'm going to let the wind blow me," said Jan, after a bit. "I'm tired of paddling." "There isn't any wind," Ted remarked. "Well, what makes me go along, then?" asked his sister.
So while Trouble climbed up into his mother's lap, and the older folks were talking among themselves, the two Curlytops, not being noticed by the others, slipped off the porch and walked toward the ranch buildings, out near the corrals, or the fenced-in places, where the horses were kept.
It would take the Curlytops about four days to make the trip, perhaps longer if the trains were late. But they did not mind, for they had comfortable coaches in which to travel. When they were hungry there was the dining-car where they could get something to eat, and when they were sleepy there was the sleeping-car, in which the colored porter made such funny little beds out of the seats.
It was not that the Curlytops were bad that is, any worse than perhaps you children are sometimes, or, perhaps, some boys or girls you know of. They were just playful and full of life, and wanted to be doing something all the while. "Do you want to take Trouble with you?" asked Mrs. Martin, as Ted and Janet started away from camp, and down a woodland path. "Yes, we'll take him," said Janet.
The Curlytops laughed when told of Trouble's attempt to make a cake, and for a long time after that whenever they were telling any of their friends about the queer things their baby brother did, they always told first about the cake he made in his hat one day. "Oh, Ted, I know what let's do!" cried Janet one day, about a week after Trouble had played with the flour and water.
A few were somewhat tame, and allowed the Curlytops to pat them. But others were very wild, and ran about as though looking for a place to jump the fence or get out through a hole. But the fence was good and strong. It was high and had no holes in it. "Lots of ponies!" murmured Trouble, as he toddled after his brother and sister to the corral. "Yes, lots of 'em," agreed Janet.
"He's coming this way," Janet said, and it did look as though the man had turned his horse toward the children, who stood near the pile of rocks from which the queer noises came. "Come on!" decided Ted, and, taking Janet's hand, he and she walked toward the man on the horse. For some little time the two Curlytops tramped over the green, grassy prairies.
Here, on Ring Rosy Ranch, there was a large barn filled with hay, and there was plenty of room to slide down in the mow, or place where the hay was put away. "Come on!" cried Janet. "Well give him a good slide, Teddy." A little later the Curlytops and Baby William were laughing and shouting in the barn, rolling down and tumbling over one another, but not getting hurt, for the hay was too soft.
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