I didn't even stop
to shout to you Bobbsey twins!" said the foreman. "I just swung my
lasso and caught the steer before he caught you."
"You made him turn a somersault, didn't you?" said Nan, as she and
Bert looked at the big beast which was now lying on the ground.
"Well, he sort of made himself do it," answered the foreman, with a
laugh. "He was going so fast, and the lasso rope on his neck made him
stop so quickly that he went head over heels. But you had better get
into your saddles now, and I'll let this fellow up."
Mr. Dayton had twisted some coils of his rope around the steer's legs
so the animal could not get up until the foreman was ready to let him.
But as soon as Bert and Nan had gathered the flowers they had dropped,
and had seated themselves in their saddles, and when the foreman had
mounted his horse, he shook loose the coils of the rope, or lasso, and
the steer scrambled to his feet.
"Will he chase us again?" asked Nan.
"No, I guess I taught him a lesson," answered Mr.
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