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Updated: May 1, 2025
"I'm a-backin' over the dump, ain't I? Gid-ap, Josephus!" But when once Josephus made up his slow mind to back, he did it thoroughly. He, too, expected to feel the rear wheels of the heavy farm wagon bump against the string-piece. "Gid-ap, Josephus!" yelled Walky again, and rose up to smite the old horse with the ends of the reins.
"Why can't I say it if I want to? Gid-ap!" she went on, not waiting for an answer to her question. Very often Vi asked questions to which there was no answer. "Come on, I want a ride like Vi!" exclaimed Margy. "All right, you shall have it," answered Rose. "And you may say 'gid-ap' to our sled, too, if you like."
"All right gid-ap!" cried Margy, and then Rose pushed the sled on which she and her little sister sat to the edge of the hill, and down they coasted. The three little Bunker girls had great fun on the hill. Now and then Dick, who was working around the barn, would come out to watch them.
They argued a few minutes about this plan, but as no one could think of a better one, the girls, Helen and Jessie and Dorothy, climbed into the wagon and the four boys trudged along beside the horse who started to walk slowly the minute Sunny Boy called "gid-ap" to him.
"Oh, there's what you ought to have on I didn't see it." The bridles and reins lay on the ground where Jimmie had dropped them when he had unharnessed the horses from the wagon. But Sunny Boy was not minded to get down after such a trifle he had had too much trouble to secure his present seat. "Gid-ap!" he said loudly, and jerked the halter strap.
"Oh, I'll come down from this willow tree, If you'll promise me just one thing, And that is never again to say: 'Gid-ap' as you drive me along the way, For I always go the best I can; I'm a faithful friend to every man, So please don't hurry me so, For I'm not trying to go too slow." "All right, my good old horse," said kind Uncle Lucky. "Your master shall give me his word."
"Gid-ap!" commanded Tad, his face sobering. "I don't care. I'll show them yet," he gritted, urging old Jinny along with sundry coaxes and promises of a real meal upon their arrival home.
Out poured the flames and smoke again, the flames hissing as they were quenched by the falling water. Higher, higher rose the cart wheel. Nan, who was behind her cousin, saw his neck and ears turn almost purple from the strain he put in the effort to dislodge the wheel. Up, up it came, and then "Gid-ap! 'Ap, boys! Yah! Gid-ap!" The horses strained. The yoke chains rattled.
"It wouldn't be the first time," laughed Tad. "Gid-ap!" The ponies climbed the opposite bank, the tired Pony Riders throwing themselves off and quickly stripping the equipment from their mounts. They then led the animals farther into the bushes, where the ponies were tethered until they should be wanted again. Chunky still slumbered on.
Had he kept still, Peter would probably have ambled gently about the meadow, perhaps turned into the road that led to the house and barn, and Sunny's adventure might have been a very mild one. But Jimmie was frightened, and in his fear he did the one thing that could have brought about what he feared. He leaped the fence and came running toward the horse. "Gid-ap, Peter! Go 'long! Hurry!"
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