arkness, tired as he was. He was glad Janet was a
little angry with him. That meant she would not cry, and if his sister
started to weep Ted did not know what he would do. He might even cry
himself. He was not too big for that.

"Let's stop and give the ponies a rest," suggested Janet.

"All right," agreed Teddy. "And maybe they can hunt around and find
water. One of the cowboys told me his pony did that once when he didn't
know where to get a drink himself."

"I wish Star Face could find water," went on Janet. "I'd drink some of
it, too."

"So would I--if it was clean," said Teddy.

Wearily the two Curlytops slipped from their saddles. The ponies seemed
glad of this, and at once began to eat the grass that grew all about.
Teddy and Janet looked at them awhile. It was not so dark but what they
could see things close to them, and the stars were twinkling brightly
overhead.

"They don't seem very thirsty," said Janet.

"Maybe they'll start to go after water when they've had their supper,"
suggested her brother, with a sigh, which, however, Janet did not hear.
"We've got to wait--that's all."

The Curlytops sat down on the ground and waited, while the ponies with
the reins over their heads--which was a sign that they must not go far
away--cropped the sweet grass.

"I wish _we_ could eat grass," said Janet, after a bit.

"Why?"

"Then we could eat it like the ponies do and not be hungry."

"It would be a good thing," Teddy agreed. "But we can't. I chewed some
sour grass once, but I didn't swallow it."

"I ate some watercress once at home," said Janet. "But I didn't like it.
Anyhow I don't guess watercress grows around here."

"No," agreed Teddy.

Then they sat and watched the ponies eating in the darkness. Clipclap
was wandering farther off than Teddy liked and he jumped up and hurried
after his animal. As he caught him Teddy saw something on the ground a
little way off. It was something round and black, and, now that the moon
had come up, he could see more plainly.

"What's the matter, Teddy?" Janet called to him, as she saw him standing
motionless, after he had taken hold of Clipclap's bridle. "What are you
looking at?"

"I don't know what it is," Teddy answered. "Maybe it's a prairie dog,
but he's keepin' awful still. Come and look, Janet."

"Oh, I don't want to!" she exclaimed.

"Oh, come on!" urged Teddy. "It isn't moving. Maybe you can tell what it
is."

Janet, making sure that Star Face was