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They played store until there were no more good things left to eat and Nora would not hand out any others from her boxes and pans in the kitchen tent. Then the Curlytops and Hal got in the rowboat and paddled about in the shallow cove. Trouble did not go with them, his mother saying he must have a little sleep so he would not be so cross in the afternoon.
"Have the Curlytops been getting into mischief again?" "No. Teddy and Janet were just having one of their little quarrels. It's all over now. You look tired, Father." Grandpa Martin was Mrs. Martin's husband's father, but she loved him as though he were her own. "Yes, I am tired. I've been working pretty hard on the farm," said Grandpa Martin, "but I'm going to rest a bit now.
"I don't know what it is," her brother answered. "But something has hold of the rope that's fast to the front part of your box, and it's as tight as anything the rope is. Something in the water is pulling you along." On each of the box-boats the Curlytops had fastened a piece of clothesline their mother had given them.
I guess he wouldn't have let us if he did. But we won't have to go very far, and then we'll catch up to the rest. Then they'll have to take us with 'em." "Yes," said Janet, and she rode along beside her brother. Neither of the Curlytops stopped to think that their father, Uncle Frank and the cowboys had started off early that morning, and must have ridden on many miles ahead.
Some hours after the Curlytops were back at Ring Rosy Ranch, in rode Uncle Frank and the others. They had not found what they had gone after, and you can imagine how surprised they all were when told that Ted and Janet had, by accident, found the lost cattle and horses in the hidden valley. "You're regular cowboys!" cried Uncle Frank.
It was Jan who discovered it. As the Curlytops were running about among the rocks the little girl stopped suddenly and called: "Hark, Teddy!" "What is it?" he asked. "I hear water dripping," she answered. "It's over this way." She went straight to the spring, following the sound of the dripping water, and found where it bubbled up in a split in the rock.
"Indeed I will!" promised the doctor, for he had taken a great liking to the Curlytops. "Whose pony is it?" asked Daddy Martin. "It's mine!" exclaimed Teddy quickly. "Mine and Jan's. We found him and his name's Clipclap." "Well, that's a good name for a pony," said his father. "But still I don't know that you can claim every pony you find. This one may belong to Uncle Frank."
"Howdy," said this cowboy with a cheerful smile, as the Curlytops looked in at him. He was mending a broken strap to his saddle. "Where'd you get that curly hair?" he asked. "I lost some just like that. Wonder if you got mine?" Janet hardly knew what to make of this, but Teddy said: "No, sir. This is our hair. It's fast to our heads and we've had it a long time."
You won't fall in." "How did you find it?" asked Janet, as she walked toward the hole, down in which Teddy was standing. It was a little way from the path the two Curlytops had walked along through the woods the path leading from the spring. "I just fell in it, I told you," Ted answered. "I was walking along, and, all at once, I slipped down through the dried leaves.
The Curlytops hurried toward the house, leaving open the empty little stable in which Nicknack was usually kept. They found their father and their mother looking around in the yard, Mrs. Martin had a worried air. "Couldn't you find him?" asked Daddy Martin. "We didn't look very much," answered Teddy. "Nicknack is gone, and " "Nicknack gone!" cried Mrs. Martin.
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