not be sold away from her home and mother if she, Sylvia, could prevent
it.

"Oh, Uncle's agent says she isn't of any use, and he can get a good
price for her. He would have sold her last month if your mother had not
taken her in. I expect Aunt Connie will be half crazy, for all her other
children are gone," said Grace.

"We mustn't ride too far this time," Flora interrupted, "because it's
Sylvia's first ride. Hasn't she done well? Do you suppose you can turn
the pony?"

"Yes, indeed," answered Sylvia, drawing the left rein so tightly that
the little pony swung round before Flora had time to give a word of
direction. As they were now headed toward home "Snap" went off at a good
pace, well in advance of the others. It was all Sylvia could do to keep
her seat, but she was not frightened, and when the pony raced up the
driveway and came to a standstill directly in front of the piazza steps
she was laughing with delight. For the moment she had quite forgotten
Dinkie and Estralla.




CHAPTER VII

SYLVIA SEES A GHOST


"It was splendid," declared Sylvia as Grace and Flora dismounted and the