. We'll look around before we ask your grandpa to help."

Janet wanted to stay around camp and play with her dolls that afternoon,
and she took care of Trouble.

"Then we'll go for a goat ride," said Ted. "Come on, Hal."

The two boys hitched Nicknack to the wagon, and set off down the island.

"We'll look for some more blue rocks," suggested Hal, and Ted was
willing.

On and on the two boys rode, now stopping to look at some pretty flower,
again waiting to hear the finish of some bird's song. They looked on
both sides of the woodland path for some of the blue rocks, but, though
they saw some of other colors, there were none like those they wanted.

"Whoa there, where are you going now?" Ted suddenly called to Nicknack,
and the little boy pulled on the reins by which he guided the goat--or
"steered" it, as he sometimes called it.

"What's the matter?" asked Hal.

"Nicknack wants to go over that way and I want him to go straight
ahead," answered Ted.

"Maybe he sees some of those blue rocks the way he wants to go,"
suggested Hal.

"Oh, I don't guess so," replied his chum. "I guess he just wants to get
some new kind of grass to eat. Whoa, Nicknack, I tell you!" and Teddy
pulled as hard as he could on the reins, without hurting his goat, for
he never wanted to do that.

But the goat would not go straight down the island path. He kept pulling
off to one side, and at last Ted cried:

"Here, Hal, you take hold of the lines and pull with me. Maybe we can
steer him around then."

"Can we pull real hard--I mean will the lines break?" asked Hal.

"Oh, no, they're good and strong," answered Ted.

So he and his chum both pulled on the one rein--the one to get
Nicknack's head pointed straight down the path instead of off to one
side, but it did no good. The goat knew what he wanted to do, and he was
going to do it.

"Look out!" suddenly cried Teddy. "We're going to tip over!"

The next minute the front wheels of the wagon ran up on a little pile of
dirt at one side of the path, and the cart gently tilted to one side and
then went over with a rattle and a bang.

"There!" laughed Hal, as he rolled out on some soft grass. "We are over,
Ted."

"I knew we were going," said Teddy as he, too, laughed and got up. "Whoa
there, Nicknack!" he shouted, for the goat was still going on, dragging
the overturned wagon after him.

But Nicknack did not stop until he reached a little bush, on which were
some green leaves that