oy. "We never
came through so much sand before. Toby can hardly pull us. We've got to
go back, out of this."

"But where shall we go after this?" Sue wanted to know. "Oh, dear! I
wish we'd let Splash come along!"

"Why?" asked Bunny.

"'Cause then he could show us the way home. Dogs don't ever get lost,
Bunny Brown!" and Sue seemed ready to cry.

"Maybe ponies don't, either," said Bunny, feeling he must do something
to make his sister feel better. "I guess Toby can find his way home as
easy as Splash could."

"Oh, do you really think so?" asked Sue, smiling again, and seeming much
happier. "Can Toby find the way home, Bunny?"

"I guess so. Anyhow, I'm going to let him try. But first I'll turn
around so we can get out of this sand."

Toby seemed glad enough of this, for it was hard pulling with the soft
ground clinging to the wheels. In a little while the cart was back on
the hard soil again, though still the trees met overhead in an arch and
made the place dark.

"Do you know where we are, Bunny?" asked Sue.

Her brother shook his head.

"Do you know where our home is?" Sue went on.

Once more Bunny shook his head.

"Oh, dear!" sighed Sue.

"But I guess Toby knows," said the little boy. "I'm going to let him
take us home. Go on home, Toby!" he called, and let the reins lie
loosely on the pony's back.

The Shetland looked around at the children in the cart, which he could
easily do, having no "blinders" on the sides of his head. Blinders are
almost as bad as check-reins for horses and ponies. Never have them on
your pets, for a pony needs to see on the sides of him as well as in
front.

Toby looked back at the cart and then he gave a little whinny.

"Oh, Bunny!" cried Sue, "what do you s'pose he looked at us that way
for?"

"I guess he wanted to see if we had fallen out," said Bunny. "But we
haven't. We're here, Toby!" he called to the pony. "Now take us home,
please!"

Whether Toby understood or not, I cannot say. Probably the little pony
was hungry, and he wanted to go on to his stable where the oats and hay
were. Crackers and sugar might be all right, he may have thought, but he
needed hay and oats for a real meal.

And perhaps he really did know the way home. Lots of horses do, they
say, even on a dark night, so why shouldn't a pony in the day time?
That's what Bunny and Sue thought.

Bunny never touched the reins. He let them rest loosely on Toby's back,
and on the pony went. When he cam