r than ours, and that was three miles away. I was
a little ahead when a jack-rabbit jumped up right before Buster's nose
and he lit out and ran for all he was worth. I held on tight, but he
kept running and pretty soon I saw we were making toward a bunch of
cattle. Buster used to be a cattle pony and I thought: suppose that
bunch should stampede and I should get into the thick of them. I was
always more scared of a stampede than anything else. Well, the cattle
did begin to run but I jerked at Buster's bridle and managed to work
him little by little away from the cattle, but he never stopped running
till we got home and then I just tumbled off on the ground, somehow,
and sat there crying till Uncle Dick came up. He had no idea that
Buster was doing anything I didn't want him to, but just thought I was
going fast for a joke and because I wanted to get home."
"I think that was tremendously exciting," commented Molly, "and I think
you were very brave, for it lasted so long. It is easy to be brave for
a minute, but not for so long."
"Fancy living in such a wild country," remarked Mary.
"Oh, but it is beautiful," said Polly enthusiastically. "The mountains
are bigger than anything you can imagine, and it is so fine and free.
Oh, you don't know till you see it."
"I am quite sure I should like England better," declared Mary
positively. "London is much finer than New York, which is very ugly, I
think, and our dear little villages are so pretty. I never saw such
queer tumble-down places as you have here in the country. I think our
hedge-rows and lanes are much prettier."
"Never mind, now," said Miss Ada gently. "Tell us about your most
exciting time."
"Really, I never did anything very exciting, you know," returned Mary.
"Once I was in Kensington Gardens and got lost from nurse. I was
frightfully scared for a little while. However, I sat quite still and
she came up after a bit."
Molly gave Polly a little nudge; it seemed a very tame experience after
Polly's wild ride.
"I am afraid Mary is something of a little prig," said Miss Ada to her
brother when the little girls had gone to bed.
"Polly will broaden her views if any one can," aid Uncle Dick. "Don't
let her flock by herself too much, Ada; it isn't good for her, and she
needs a little Americanizing."
"I don't think Polly will be harmed by Mary's gentleness. She has such
a charming voice and Polly might well subdue hers."
"They'll do one
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