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"I don't see what you're grumbling about," he remarked. "I've run behind your little buggy and you kept snapping the miles off as if it was the easiest thing you did." "You'd grumble yourself if you were cheated of a taste of oats that you were expecting," said Twinkleheels. "I never eat oats," Spot retorted. "Then you don't know what's good," Twinkleheels declared.

My nose happens to be the color of meal. All the brushing in the world wouldn't change it." The bay pair snorted. It was plain that they didn't believe what Twinkleheels told them. "You can ask Ebenezer," Twinkleheels advised them. "He'll tell you that what I say is true." "We don't want to ask him," said the bays. "Ask him yourself."

"You'd better keep the halter behind you, when you get to the pasture," Farmer Green said. "If Twinkleheels saw it he might not come oats or no oats." Johnnie Green chuckled. Clutching in one hand the four-quart measure with a taste of oats in it, and holding the halter carefully behind his back, Johnnie Green walked slowly towards Twinkleheels.

"Now, I wonder what Farmer Green means by that," he muttered. "I hope he doesn't think I can't get through the drifts as well as anybody. I can certainly make my way through the snow better than those clumsy old oxen, Bright and Broad." It stopped snowing at last and the weather turned clear and crisp. The sun came out. And so did Johnnie Green, riding on Twinkleheels.

"I fooled you this time," said Johnnie as he turned to let down the pasture bars. Twinkleheels hung his head. Johnnie Green thought he had done something quite clever. He had coaxed Twinkleheels up to him in the pasture with an empty grain measure. Twinkleheels, however, had his own ideas about the matter. "This boy," he said to old dog Spot, "has cheated me."

Twinkleheels couldn't help feeling uncomfortable. "I'd be glad to help with the thrashing," he said. "But what can I do if Farmer Green won't let me?" The bays talked to each other in an undertone. Then one of them said: "You might refuse to eat any more oats." Somehow Twinkleheels did not care for that suggestion; and he said as much. "What's the matter with hay?" the other bay asked him.

"A horse's record," Ebenezer explained, "is the fastest time he ever makes in a race." Then he added, to Twinkleheels: "You and I will have another race the next time we're in the pasture together." Twinkleheels gave him an odd look. Somehow Ebenezer did not seem just a poky old farm horse, as Twinkleheels had always regarded him.

Farmer Green will have the oxen out as soon as the storm slackens," old Ebenezer told him. "And no doubt you'll get outside as soon as they do, for Johnnie Green will want you to play with him in the snow or I don't know anything about boys." "Good!" Twinkleheels exclaimed. "I hope he'll take me out.

"I shouldn't be surprised if I went along with you," Ebenezer told him. "I cast a shoe yesterday. And the three that I have left are well worn." And sure enough! Inside a half hour Farmer Green harnessed Ebenezer to an open buggy. Johnnie Green brought Twinkleheels out of the barn by his halter, led him up behind the buggy, and jumped in and sat beside his father. Then they started off.

"I'm glad you came with me," he said, "I'd have been frightened if you ." A queer hiss made Twinkleheels forget what he was saying. "What's that?" he cried. "Is there a goose hidden somewhere in the smithy?" "No! The smith put the hot shoe into a tub of water, to cool," Ebenezer explained. He couldn't help smiling a bit.

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