ind to be
bitten. And Imp did not seem to care that it was a little boy who was
behind, and not a big cowboy. Imp was going to do his worst.

But Jim Mason was getting ready to save Trouble. Going around to the
side, where he could not be seen so well, the foreman quickly leaped
over the fence. And then he ran swiftly toward Trouble, never saying a
word.

The bronco heard the sound of running feet. He turned his head around to
see who else was coming to bother him and then, before Imp could do
anything and before Trouble could reach and put his little hands on the
dangerous heels, the foreman caught up Baby William and jumped back with
him, out of the way in case Imp should kick.

And kick Imp did! His heels shot out as he laid his ears farther back on
his head and he gave a shrill scream, as horses can when they are angry.

"No you don't! Not this time!" cried Jim Mason, as he ran back to the
fence with Trouble. "And you must never go into the corral or near
horses again, Trouble! Do you hear?" and the foreman spoke to Baby
William as though very angry indeed. But he had to do this, for the
little fellow must learn not to go into danger.

"Don't ever go in there again!" said the foreman, as he set Trouble down
on the ground in a safe place.

"No, me not go," was the answer, and Baby William's lips quivered as
though he were going to cry.

"Well, that's all right, old man!" said the foreman in kind tones. For
he loved children and did not even like to hurt their feelings. "I
didn't mean to scare you."

But he had scared Trouble, or, rather the sudden catching up of the
little fellow and the pony's scream had frightened him, and Janet's baby
brother began to cry, hiding his head in her dress.

But, after all, that was the best thing to make Trouble remember that he
must not go in the corral, and he had soon forgotten his tears and was
laughing at the funny tricks Imp cut up as Jim Mason tried to ride him.

The foreman, after he had carried Trouble safely out of the way, went
back in the corral and jumped on the bucking bronco's back. Then Imp
did all he could to get the man out of the saddle.

Around and around the corral dashed the cow pony, and when he found that
Jim stuck on the horse began jumping up in the air--bucking as the
cowboys call it. Even that did not shake the foreman to the ground.

Then, suddenly, the horse fell down. But it was not an accident. He did
it on purpose, and then he began to ro