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Updated: June 2, 2025
You can easily get someone to do your work at the store for another month, when your agreement will be worked out." "Yes but but you, Mother?" "I am invited to spend the summer with Aunt Jane, so you need have no concern whatever about me." Tad's eyes grew large as the full significance of it all was home in upon him. "Mother, you're a brick," he cried, impulsively throwing his arms about Mrs.
Philip had spread the story of Tad's battle with the cowboy. Old Hicks, contrary to his usual practice, had listened with one ear, giving a grunt of satisfaction when the story had been told. As a result there were several persons eagerly awaiting him in the sheep camp when he rode up. "Who's getting into trouble now?" demanded Stacy, with mock seriousness. "You need a guardian, I guess.
They were in hot pursuit of the lad now, with freshly loaded guns ready to fire the instant they came within range of him. Tad's pony was crashing through the brush, making such a racket that there could be no trouble about their keeping on the trail. They needed no light by which to follow it unerringly. The boy soon came to a realization of this.
The bundle, which proved to be a long strip of canvas, Tad stretched out, tying an end of the clothes line on either side. The boy's next move was to climb a tree at one side of the road, and make fast one of the lines. Descending, he did the same on the opposite side of the highway. By this time, Tad's clothes were in a sad state of disorder. But to this he gave no heed.
"And sleepier than Stacy Brown ever thought of being." Ned pulled himself to his feet, yawning broadly. "That's another bad habit I have learned from Chunky. I wonder if Tad's awake." Peering over the edge, Ned was unable to make out whether his companion down there were awake or sleeping.
"Can't you take us, Uncle Tad?" pleaded Sue, for she, as much as did her brother, wanted to see the big show. "Well, I suppose I could put off my fishing till another day," said Uncle Tad slowly. "Are you sure you two want to go?" "Are we!" cried Bunny. "Oh, I want to go so much!" and Sue showed just how much by putting her arms around Uncle Tad's neck and hugging him as hard as she could.
The boy opened his eyes in amazement. It was broad daylight. Tad's first care was to tether the pony to a sapling, after which he searched about until he found a mountain stream, in which he washed, feeling greatly refreshed afterward. He then treated the pony as he had himself, washing the animal down, and allowing it to quench it's thirst in the stream. "Not much of a breakfast, is it, Jimmie?
Once more did Jimmie set up a loud whinny, and to Tad's surprise and delight, the signal was answered by a similar call off in the sage brush. "It's a horse. I believe it's one of the ponies," cried Tad, turning his mount in the direction from which the sounds had seemed to come, and galloping rapidly toward the place. Next, the boy uttered a shout of joy.
"It's a cougar stampeding them so he can catch them himself." "Grab him! Don't let him get by you!" One of the ponies swept by Tad Butler like a black projectile. The boy's hand shot out, fastening itself in the pony's mane. Tad's feet left the ground instantly, his body being jerked violently into the air, only to strike the earth again a rod further on.
Realizing the wisdom of his words, the boys laid aside their rifles, grabbed up their bows and quivers, and following Tad, who immediately struck off in the direction of the cave. Tad's own experience there was still fresh in memory. At the entrance, they halted. "Look at that! What do you think of that?" exclaimed Tad. Above the entrance to the cave hung suspended a broad strip of sheeting.
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