"What?" asked Janet eagerly. It was still raining hard and she
wanted her brother to stay in the house with her.

"We'll play horse," went on Ted. "I'll be a bucking bronco like
those Uncle Frank told us about on his ranch. We'll make a place with
chairs where they keep the cow ponies and the broncos. I forget what
Uncle Frank called it."

"I know," said Janet. "It's cor--corral."

"Corral!" exclaimed Ted. "That's it! We'll make a corral of some
chairs and I'll be a bucking bronco. That's a horse that won't let
anybody ride on its back," the little boy explained.

"I wants a wide!" said Baby William.

"Well, maybe I'll give you a ride after I get tired of bucking,"
said Teddy, thinking about it.

They made a ring of chairs on the playroom floor, and in this corral
Teddy crept around on his hands and knees, pretending to be a wild
Western pony. Janet tried to catch him and the children had much fun,
Trouble screaming and laughing in delight.

At last Teddy allowed himself to be caught, for it was hard work
crawling around as he did, and rearing up in the air every now and
then.

"Give me a wide!" pleaded Trouble.