to go back after her."

"Perhaps we can get around her," said Jack. "We'll try."

We left Ollie to hold the horses, and I went out around among
the sunflowers, while Jack stood behind the wagon with his hat
half full of oats. I got beyond her at last, and drove her slowly
toward the wagon. She snorted and stamped the ground angrily with
her forward feet; but at last she ventured to taste of the oats,
and finding more in the feed-box on the rear of the wagon, she
began eating them and forgot her fright.

"I guess we'd better not tie her, but let her follow," said
Jack. "As soon as we have gone a little ways she'll come to think
the wagon is home, and stick to it."

"Yes," I said. "I think she is really as great a tramp as
Snoozer, and just the pony for us." "Are we all tramps?" asked
Ollie.

"Well," said Jack, "I'm afraid Grandpa Oldberry thinks we
don't lack much of it. He says varmints will catch us."

"Do you think they will?" went on Ollie, just a little bit
anxiously.

"Oh, I guess not," said Jack. "You see, we've got four guns.
Then there's Snoozer."

"But will they try to catch us?"