a doctor."

"Where'll we find one?" Janet asked.

"I know where to find him," Teddy answered.

Once more the children went back to the spring and again they filled
their soft hats. And once more the pony greedily drank up the last drops
of water. As he finished that in Ted's hat he dropped back again and
stretched out as if very tired.

"Oh, I hope he doesn't die!" exclaimed Janet.

"So do I," added her brother. "I'd like to have a ride on him when he
gets well. Come on, we'll go find the doctor."

Shaking the water drops from their hats the Curlytops put them on and
went out of the cave into the sunlight. Led by Teddy, Janet followed to
the top of the pile of rocks.

"Do you see that white house over there?" asked Teddy, pointing to one
down the road that led past the buildings of Ring Rosy Ranch.

"Yes, I see it," Janet answered.

"That's the place where the doctor lives," went on Ted.

"How do you know?" demanded Janet.

"'Cause I heard Uncle Frank say so. Mother asked where a doctor lived,
and Uncle Frank showed her that white house. I was on the porch and I
heard him. He said if ever we needed a doctor we only had to go there
and Doctor Bond would come right away. He's the only doctor around
here."

"Then we'd better get him for our pony Clipclap!" exclaimed Janet. "Come
on, Teddy."

"If we had our goat-wagon we could ride," said the little boy, as they
walked along over the prairie together. "But I guess we've got to walk
now."

"Is it very far?" asked Janet.

"No, not very far. I've never been there, but you can easy see it."

Truly enough the white house of Doctor Bond was in plain sight, but on
the prairies the air is so clear that distant houses look nearer than
they really are.

So, though Ted and Janet thought they would be at the doctor's in about
ten minutes, they were really half an hour in reaching the place. They
saw the doctor's brass sign on his house.

"I hope he's in," said Teddy.

As it happened Doctor Bond was in, and he came to the door himself when
Teddy rang the bell, Mrs. Bond being out in the chicken part of the
yard.

"Well, children, what can I do for you?" asked Doctor Bond with a
pleasant smile, as he saw the Curlytops on his porch.

"If you please," began Teddy, "will you come and cure Clipclap?"

"Will I come and cure him? Well, I will do my best. I can't be sure I'll
cure him, though, until I know what the matter is. What seems to be the
trouble?"

"He's