Weston running after the
pony cart, and Bert wondered why the foreman did not get on his horse
and gallop down the road. Afterward Bert learned that the foreman had
loaned his horse to another cowboy, who had ridden on it to a distant
part of the ranch. And none of the cowboys was near by when the pony
ran away.
"Oh, Bert! what will happen?" asked Nan, still holding Flossie and
Freddie to keep them from falling out of the swaying cart. "What are
we going to do?"
"I'm going to try to stop this pony!" answered Bert. He saw where the
reins had nearly slipped over the dashboard. The reins were buckled
together, and the loop had caught on one of the ends of the nickle-
plated rail on top of the dashboard. Bert leaned forward to get hold
of the reins, so he might bring the pony to a stop, but the little
horse gave a sudden jump just then, as a bird flew in front of him.
The reins slipped down and dragged along the ground. Bert could not
reach them, and the pony seemed to go faster than ever.
"Oh, dear!" cried Nan.
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