, he turned and ran to the other end of the field.

"I shall not go into the stable tonight," thought Prince. "I shall stay
here always."

"He acts as frisky as a young colt," said father. "I shall have to put
a halter on and lead him."

So he took the halter from its peg near the stable door, and walked
toward Prince.

Farmer Hill had almost reached Prince, who had been standing quite
still, when suddenly Prince kicked up his heels, gave his mane a toss
and was off like the wind.

"Whoa, Prince," said Farmer Hill.

Prince did not stop until he reached the other end of the field near
the barn.

Farmer Hill came back toward him, and once more Prince stood still
until he was almost there and then bounded off.

"It is like a game of tag," said Bobby, who had been watching by the
bars. "You never can catch him, father."

"I will fool him," said father. "I shall catch him then."

"How will you do it?" asked Bobby.

"Just watch, Bobby, and you will see," said father.

Father got a measure of oats from the granary and walked toward Prince,
holding it out to him.

When Prince saw the measure of oats, he wanted some to eat.

After a while he started to walk up to the measure. Then he stopped.

"I will not go near him," thought Prince. "I will stay out in the
pasture."

But the more he thought about the oats, the more he wanted them. After
a while a bright idea came to him.

"I will go and take one bite," thought Prince, "and then I will run
away quickly."

So he walked slowly up to Farmer Hill.

Farmer Hill let him put his head into the measure.

Prince took one bite. That tasted so good that he took another and
another until the oats were all eaten. While he was eating, Farmer Hill
slipped the halter around his neck.

Then he tried to get away, but the halter held him tight.

"I have you now," said Farmer Hill. "You must come into the stable."

As father led him to the stable, Bobby said, "Prince was naughty that
time, wasn't he, father?"

"Yes," said father, "he led me a merry chase, but I cannot blame him
much. Who would not rather be outdoors on a day like this than in the
finest stable, or house either?"

"I think Prince was sensible," said Bobby.

[Illustration: ROVER DOES SOME MISCHIEF]

XI

Cloverfield Farmhouse had a new looking glass. It was a very large
looking glass, reaching to the ceiling and almost down to the floor. It
was in the parlor between the front windows. On t