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diff --git a/28586.txt b/28586.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..5e4a84d --- /dev/null +++ b/28586.txt @@ -0,0 +1,2170 @@ +The Project Gutenberg EBook of Prince and Rover of Cloverfield Farm, by +Helen Fuller Orton + +This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with +almost no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org + + +Title: Prince and Rover of Cloverfield Farm + +Author: Helen Fuller Orton + +Illustrator: Hugh Spencer + +Release Date: April 22, 2009 [EBook #28586] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ASCII + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK PRINCE, ROVER OF CLOVERFIELD FARM *** + + + + +Produced by Mark C. Orton, Diane Monico, and the Online +Distributed Proofreading Team at https://www.pgdp.net (This +file was produced from images generously made available +by The Internet Archive) + + + + + + + + + + +PRINCE AND ROVER +OF CLOVERFIELD FARM + + + + +[Illustration: "'What is his name?' asked Sue"] + + + + +PRINCE AND ROVER +OF CLOVERFIELD FARM + +BY +HELEN FULLER ORTON + +_WITH ILLUSTRATIONS AND DECORATIONS BY +HUGH SPENCER_ + +[Illustration] + + +NEW YORK +FREDERICK A. STOKES COMPANY +PUBLISHERS + + + + +_Copyright, 1921, by_ +HELEN FULLER ORTON + +_All Rights Reserved_ + +First Printing, June 9, 1921 +Second Printing, November 15, 1921 +Third Printing, April 18, 1922 +Fourth Printing, February 8, 1923 +Fifth Printing, May 15, 1923 +Sixth Printing, October 24, 1924 +Seventh Printing, November 30, 1925 +Eighth Printing, November 12, 1926 +Ninth Printing, October 25, 1927 +Tenth Printing, August 6, 1929 +Eleventh Printing, January 31, 1931 +Twelfth Printing, February 1, 1934 +Thirteenth Printing, July 24, 1935 + +_Printed in the United States of America_ + + + + +CONTENTS + + +CHAPTER PAGE + + I THE NEW HORSE 1 + + II PRINCE SEES HIS OLD HOME 7 + + III HOW ROVER GOT THE COWS OUT OF THE CORN 16 + + IV PRINCE HELPS MAKE BREAD 23 + + V ROVER BRINGS THE COWS FROM PASTURE 29 + + VI HOW ROVER RESCUED LITTLE YELLOW CHICK 34 + + VII PRINCE BRINGS HOME THE GROCERIES 40 + +VIII WHY ROVER WENT TO CHURCH 46 + + IX PRINCE HELPS MAKE ICE CREAM 55 + + X PRINCE PLAYS TAG 65 + + XI ROVER DOES SOME MISCHIEF 72 + + XII ROVER FINDS BABY BETTY 77 + +XIII PRINCE SEES A DRAGON 81 + + XIV HOW ROVER SAVED THE HOUSE 91 + + XV PRINCE USES HIS EYES 96 + + + + +ILLUSTRATIONS + + +"'What is his name?' asked Sue" _Frontispiece_ + + PAGE + +"Rover made them all jump over the stone wall" 21 + +"'You must go home to the barn'" 31 + +"Rover snapped at him with his sharp white teeth" 37 + +"'Strangers must not come into this yard when the folks +are away'" 49 + +"Rover looked savagely at the dog in the looking glass" 75 + +"'Whoa, Prince, steady, Prince,' said she" 87 + +"'Why! the bridge is gone!' said Farmer Hill" 99 + + + + +FOREWORD + + +These stories are founded on memories of my childhood on the farm. They +first took definite form in response to the requests of my own little +boys: "Tell me about when you were little, Mama." Some of them were +demanded over and over again; but it remained for Bobby, the youngest, +to insist that they be "put into a book." + +Many a time, after listening to one of them, he would say: "I wish you +would write your stories, Mama, so that other children could hear +them." + +Always I replied: "I will try sometime." + +But never did the time come when there were not other things to do. + +Finally, one night, when I had finished telling, "How Rover Got the +Cows out of the Corn," he said: "Mama, you always say you will write +your stories, but you never do. Truly, I'm afraid the other children +will never know them." + +I looked up. There were tears in Bobby's eyes. + +Did it mean so much to him? Would other children like the stories? + +"Bobby," I said, "truly, I will try to write them. After Christmas I +will begin." + +So after the holidays were over and the older boys had gone back to +college, the writing was commenced. + +"Will they do?" said I to Bobby when he had heard the last story read. +"Do you think a publisher will like them?" + +"The children will like them," he replied. + +So that is how Prince and Rover happened to be written. + + H. F. O. + + + + +[Illustration: THE NEW HORSE] + +I + + +At Cloverfield Farm there were four horses--Dobbin and Bird, Dan and +Daisy. Dan was getting old so he could not go fast or work hard any +more. + +"We need another horse," said Farmer Hill one morning. "Mr. Ross has +some for sale. I am going over to look at them to-day and perhaps I +will buy one." + +"I hope," said John, "that you will get one that can go fast--faster +than Daisy." + +"I hope," said Sue, "that you will get a fine-looking horse." + +"And I hope," said mother, "that you will get a gentle horse, one that +will be safe for me to drive." + +"I will try to please you all," said father, "but first of all we must +have a strong, willing horse--one that will do his share of the farm +work." + +Father was gone all day, for Farmer Ross lived five miles away. + +Toward supper-time Sue looked out of the window and exclaimed: "Oh, +there's father with the new horse." + +Just then Bobby came running in and shouted: "Father's coming with the +new horse." + +All three looked toward the road--mother and John and Sue. + +Down the road was father in the buggy, driving Daisy while he led the +new horse behind the buggy with a halter. + +All the family went out to see the new horse when Farmer Hill reached +the back yard. + +"He is not as handsome as I had hoped," said Sue, "but he has a kind +face." + +"Can he go fast?" asked John. + +"He is not a race-horse," said father, "but he has long, slim legs and +can go over the ground pretty fast--quite fast enough for us." + +"Is he gentle, so that I can drive him?" asked mother. + +"Yes," said father, "he is a safe horse. He will not jump or run away +even if you meet a threshing machine." + +"I am glad of that," said mother. "Daisy jumps to one side if even a +piece of paper blows near her." + +"He is a good horse," said Farmer Hill. "He will not run away, but he +is very strong-bitted and will have his own way sometimes. It would +take a strong arm to hold him back if he wanted to run fast." + +"What is his name?" asked Sue. + +"His name is Prince," said father. + +"That is a fine name," said Sue. + +"I hope Prince will prove to be a good horse," said mother. + +"He has one excellent trait," said father. "Farmer Ross says he always +knows the way home. His daughter lost her way once and Prince found the +right road and brought her safely home." + +"What a wonderful thing!" said John. + +"Now I will put Prince in the stall next to Daisy's," said father. + +He went toward the barn leading Prince, while John and Bobby followed +along. + +When they reached the barn, Farmer Hill gave Prince a drink from the +watering trough, opened the big door and led him into the stall. + +In the manger were some oats, and the rack was filled with hay which he +could eat whenever he wished. + +So Prince had plenty to eat and a good stall to stand in. But he was +not happy. + +He kept thinking of his old home. + +It was not nearly so big a stall as this and not nearly so fine a barn. +The oats there were no better and the hay no sweeter. But that had +been his home all his life, so he kept thinking about it and wishing he +were there. + +The fact was that Prince was homesick. + +"I'll go back there if I get a chance," thought Prince, "and live in my +old stall, with the horses in Farmer Ross's barn." + + + + +[Illustration: PRINCE SEES HIS OLD HOME] + +II + + +The next day after Prince came to Cloverfield Farm, Farmer Hill had to +go to the city. He took Bobby with him and they were gone until +afternoon. + +All the other horses were out in the field working. Prince was standing +in his stall, very lonesome. + +He was still thinking of his old home and wishing he could go back +there. + +"I'll go back if I get a chance," thought Prince. + +After a while mother said to John: "Prince must be thirsty. Father may +not be back for some time, so I think you had better let Prince have a +drink." + +John opened the stable door and led him to the watering trough in the +barn-yard. + +All the while he was drinking, Prince was wondering how he could get +away. + +John had hold of the rope but not very tightly. + +Suddenly, Prince gave a jerk and the rope slipped from John's hand. + +Away went Prince, through the barn-yard gate, up the lane, out the +gravel driveway and down the road. + +The rope was dragging along, his mane was tossing and his heels went +galloping over the dusty road. + +By this time Farmer Hill and Bobby were coming home from the city in +the buggy, and they saw a horse coming toward them down the road. + +"Oh, father, someone's horse is running away!" said Bobby. + +When the horse came near, father exclaimed: "Why, that is Prince! I +must stop him." + +"Whoa, Prince, whoa!" he said. + +Prince never stopped but went galloping past. + +"Oh, what shall we do?" asked Bobby. + +"We must go after him," said father. So he turned Daisy around and they +started after Prince. + +"Get-up, Daisy, get-up," he said. He even took the whip from its socket +and touched Daisy, just ever so lightly, but enough to let her know +she must go fast. + +And so they went down the road, Prince galloping along and Farmer Hill +following after. + +For two miles along a stretch of level road they went, Prince getting +farther ahead all the time. + +"I'll not let him catch me," thought Prince, "I shall run and run." + +Then came a cross road and Prince turned to the right. + +And so they went down this road, Prince galloping ahead, father and +Bobby following after. + +When Prince came to the next corner, he turned to the left. + +Bobby saw him turn. "Prince has turned onto another road," he said. +"Why doesn't he go straight ahead?" + +"Perhaps he wants to go to some special place," said father. + +By the time they reached the corner, Prince was out of sight around a +curve in the road. + +"Do you think Prince will run a hundred miles?" asked Bobby. + +"We shall see," answered father. "Daisy is getting tired, so we shall +have to go slowly for a while." + +"Perhaps Prince will get tired and stop," said Bobby, "and then we can +catch him." + +But Prince had been resting in the barn all day, and his long slim legs +felt as strong and fresh as when he started. + +No, Prince was not tired, but he had reached the place where he wanted +to go. + +That white house just beyond the curve in the road was Farmer Ross's. + +When Prince reached it, he slowed up, walked through the gate and down +to the barn. + +The hired man, when he took the horses out to work that day, had left +the stable door open. + +So Prince walked around to the back of the barn, through the open door +and into his old stall. + +"How nice to be here again," thought Prince. + +When Farmer Hill and Bobby reached Mr. Ross's place, Prince was nowhere +in sight. + +They drove into the yard. "Why do we stop here?" asked Bobby. "We must +keep going after Prince." + +"We are going after Prince," said father. + +"But Prince cannot be here," said Bobby. "He was galloping down the +road." + +"I think we shall find him here," said father. "This is his old home." + +Father and Bobby looked around the yard, but no Prince was there. + +The open stable door was not in sight. + +Just then Farmer Ross came up from the field. "We are looking for +Prince," said Farmer Hill. "He must have gotten out of my stable, for +we met him coming this way and followed after." + +"I have not seen him. Let us look around," said Farmer Ross. + +But Prince was nowhere to be seen. + +"Are you sure he came in here?" asked Farmer Ross. + +"Not sure," said Farmer Hill, "but I think he did. Could he have gone +into the barn?" + +They went to the stable door and looked. + +There was Prince standing quietly in his stall, eating hay from the +rack. + +"I told you he always remembered the way home," said Farmer Ross. + +"I'll take him back and this time we'll be more careful with him," said +Farmer Hill. + +So again he led Prince home and put him in the stall beside Daisy. + +Every day he fed him plenty of hay and oats, gave him a good bed of +straw to lie on at night, and always treated him kindly. + +John sometimes gave him a lump of sugar, but father always led him out +to water and held the halter very tightly. + +After a few weeks Prince liked the new home so well that he never +wanted to go back to the old one again. + + + + +[Illustration: HOW ROVER GOT THE COWS OUT OF THE CORN] + +III + + +Cloverfield Farm had a big Shepherd dog named Rover. + +One day Rover lay under the apple tree in the back yard, taking his +afternoon nap. Just over the fence in the pasture Farmer Hill's cows +were grazing. + +Suddenly Molly, the Big Red Cow, came near the stone wall on the +farther side of the pasture. She smelled the corn in Neighbor Newman's +cornfield beyond the stone wall. + +Now if there is one thing that cows like better than anything else, it +is growing sweet corn. Molly looked at it longingly over the stone +wall. She smelled it in the breeze. + +Not far away Molly saw a low place in the wall. Over this she jumped +into the cornfield. All the other cows saw her and followed--the White +Cow, the Black Cow, the two Speckled Cows, and the Little Red Cow. + +They all began eating Neighbor Newman's corn. + +Just then Mrs. Hill looked over that way and saw the cows in the +cornfield. + +Farmer Hill had gone to town that day, so he could not get the cows out +of the corn. The hired man was down in the field by the woods, so he +could not get the cows out of the corn. + +"Who will get the cows out of the corn?" thought Mrs. Hill. + +Going to the back door, she spied Rover taking his afternoon nap. +"Rover, Rover," she called, "the cows are in the corn." But Rover only +opened one eye a very little bit and wagged his tail, a very weeny +mite, and went on with his nap. + +Again she called, very loudly, "Rover, Rover, get the cows out of the +corn, quick! quick!" + +Rover understood this time and jumped to his feet. "Look, there they +are," said Mrs. Hill, pointing to the cornfield. + +When Rover saw what had happened, he ran just like a flash across the +pasture lot, jumped over the stone wall and began to bark at the Big +Red Cow. + +"Bow-wow, bow-wow," barked Rover, which meant, "Go back into your +pasture." + +But the Big Red Cow only switched her tail and went on eating corn. + +"Bow-wow, bow-wow," barked Rover again; but still she went on eating +corn, and all the other cows went on eating corn. + +Then Rover bit the leg of the Big Red Cow. It was only just a little +bite, but she knew it meant, "Get out of the cornfield or I will bite +you very hard." + +The Big Red Cow went to the stone wall with Rover barking at her heels, +until she jumped back into the pasture lot. + +Then he went to the other cows and made them all jump back over the +stone wall into the pasture lot--the White Cow, the Black Cow, the two +Speckled Cows, and the Little Red Cow. + +Just as the last cow was jumping over the wall, Farmer Hill came home +along the road from the city. He saw what Rover had done. + +Rover got back to his place under the apple tree just as Farmer Hill +drove into the yard. "Good dog, good dog," said Farmer Hill in a kind +voice. + +Rover looked up and wagged his tail. + +"Is there a bone for Rover?" said Farmer Hill. Mrs. Hill went to the +cupboard and found a big bone and gave it to Rover. + +[Illustration: "Rover made them all jump over the stone wall"] + +"I must have the men fix that hole in the wall," said Farmer Hill. + +When Rover was through with the bone, he went back to finish his +afternoon nap under the apple tree. + + + + +[Illustration: PRINCE HELPS MAKE BREAD] + +IV + + +"What are you going to do to-day?" asked Bobby one morning. + +Father looked across the table with a twinkle in his eye. + +"Prince and Daisy and I are going to help make bread to-day, Bobby," +said he. + +"Why, father," said Bobby, "you cannot make bread and horses cannot +make bread." + +"I did not say we were going to make it alone," said father. "I said we +were going to help." + +"Mother makes the bread. She makes it in the kitchen," said Bobby. + +"But we are going to help," said father. + +"Can Prince and Daisy come into the kitchen?" asked Bobby. + +"No, they will not come into the kitchen," said father. "They truly +will help, though. Would you like to see them?" + +"Yes," said Bobby. "That would be fun." + +"Come down to the field below the barn with me," said father. + +So Bobby ran along beside father down the lane to the Old Red Barn. + +Father harnessed Prince and Daisy, drove them to the field below the +barn and hitched them to a tool with a shiny steel point. + +"But, father, that is a plow," said Bobby. "Mother does not make bread +with a plow. She makes it in a pan and stirs it with a big spoon." + +"That is true," said father, "but we shall help to make bread with a +plow." + +Soon father started the horses while he held the handles of the plow so +its shiny steel point would dig down into the hard earth. + +Straight to the other end of the field they went, leaving behind them a +long furrow of brown fresh earth. + +Back they came toward Bobby, making another furrow. And so back and +forth, back and forth, all the forenoon they went. + +Bobby sometimes trudged along by father, sometimes he rested at the +end of the field. + +Bobby was watching very hard. At last he said, "Father, there is not +any bread yet. When shall I see the bread?" + +"It takes a long time to make bread from this brown earth," said +father. + +"Does it take all day?" said Bobby, who was beginning to get tired. + +"Yes, it takes more than a day," said father. "It takes about a year." + +"I think mother's way is better," said Bobby. "It takes her only one +day." + +"But mother could not make bread at all, if we did not help," said +father. + +"Oh, indeed, she does," said Bobby. "I have seen her make it all +alone." + +"Bobby," said father, "of what does mother make our bread?" + +Now Bobby was only six years old, but he had often watched mother make +bread. + +"She makes it from flour," said he. + +"What is the flour made from?" asked father. + +"The miller grinds it from wheat," said Bobby. + +"And where does the wheat come from?" asked father. + +"It grows in the field," said Bobby. + +"So far you are right, Bobby," said father. "Now look at the ground +over there where I have not yet plowed. Would wheat grow if I sowed it +there?" + +"I suppose not," said Bobby. + +"No, indeed," said father. "It would lie on top of the ground and +wither and die; but when I sow it in the soft earth which Prince and +Daisy have plowed, it will grow." + +"Now I see," said Bobby, "Prince and Daisy do truly help to make +bread." + +"You are good horses," said he, patting them on their noses. + +Just then the dinner bell rang. + +"Come, Bobby," said father. "We will take Prince and Daisy to the barn +and give them hay and oats. Then you and I will go up to the house and +eat some of mother's nice bread." + +"Oh, father," said Bobby, "you forgot. It is Prince and Daisy's bread +too." + + + + +[Illustration: ROVER BRINGS THE COWS FROM PASTURE] + +V + + +Down on Cloverfield Farm the afternoon sun was sinking toward the West. + +The swallows were coming home to their nests in the barn and a gentle +breeze was starting the windmill. + +Farmer Hill looked at his watch; then he went to the bars at the head +of the long lane and began putting them down. + +Rover, seeing this, came running up to him. "Yes, Rover," said Farmer +Hill, "it is time to go for the cows." + +Down the long lane trotted Rover, past the apple orchard, past the +clover field, past the field of wheat stubble, to the thirteen-acre +lot. + +In the farthest corner of the field, with her feet in the cool water of +the pond, was the Big Red Cow. Near-by, under the elm trees, were all +the other cows lying on the grass. + +Straight to the Big Red Cow ran Rover and barked. The cow knew what +that meant. It said, "You must go home to the barn." So she started +toward the lane. + +Then all the other cows followed. + +Rover came trotting along behind, barking sometimes if they tried to +turn back. + +So they all went up the long, long lane toward the old red barn--the +Big Red Cow, the White Cow, the Black Cow, the two Speckled Cows and +the Little Red Cow. + +[Illustration: "'You must go home to the barn'"] + +Past the field of wheat stubble, past the clover field, and along the +orchard fence, they went. + +As they came near the harvest apple tree, the Big Red Cow smelled the +apples. Now next to fresh green corn, cows like apples better than +anything else. So the Big Red Cow tried to jump over the rail fence, to +get some apples. + +She might have gotten over; but Rover ran up to her and barked and +snapped at her heels with his sharp teeth, until she started on again. + +So all the cows went up the lane and through the bars into the +barn-yard. They drank the cool water in the watering trough and then +went into their stalls in the stable. + +Farmer Hill turned to Rover and said, "Good dog, good dog!" + +Rover wagged his tail very hard. He liked to bring the cows from +pasture. + +Then he went to the windmill to wait till the children should come with +their tin cups to drink the nice warm milk at milking time. + + + + +[Illustration: HOW ROVER RESCUED LITTLE YELLOW CHICK] + +VI + + +Mrs. Plymouth Rock lived in the chicken coop out by the wood-pile with +her brood of eleven chicks. There were black chicks and yellow chicks, +but the nicest of all was Little Yellow Chick. + +Mother Hen always stayed in the coop. + +The little chicks would jump out between the slats and go off through +the grass and into the driveway and among the chips of the wood-pile. + +When Mother Hen wanted them to come home she would call, "Cluck, +cluck, cluck, cluck!" and all the little chicks would come running to +the coop. + +One hot summer afternoon, Mrs. Hill was sitting on the back porch +mending stockings. All the big hens were scattered around the +place--some in the garden, some in the cornfield, some in the +farmyard--scratching for bugs and worms. + +Suddenly there was a great cackling and scurrying among the fowls. +Those in the garden ran and cackled, those in the cornfield ran and +cackled, those in the farmyard ran and cackled. They all ran as fast as +they could to the hen house. + +Mrs. Hill, hearing the commotion, stood up and looked around to see +what was the matter. + +There in the sky coming toward the farmyard, was a large gray hen hawk. + +Old Mother Hen heard the cries of the other fowls and knew there was +danger, so she called her chicks to come home. "Cluck, cluck, cluck, +cluck!" went Mother Hen. + +All the little chicks tried to run home to the chicken coop. They ran +as fast as their little short legs could carry them. + +Little Yellow Chick could not run fast. He tried very hard, but +stumbled over a chip near the wood-pile. + +The hawk up in the sky with his sharp eye saw Little Yellow Chick and +flew straight toward him. + +Old Mother Hen could not help Little Yellow Chick, for she could not +get out of the coop. + +[Illustration: "Rover snapped at him with his sharp white teeth"] + +Mrs. Hill ran toward him, but she could not help him for she could not +run fast enough. + +But Rover, lying under the pine tree in the front yard, heard the +commotion and came running like the wind past Mrs. Hill. + +He jumped at the fierce hawk and snapped at him with his sharp white +teeth, just as the hawk was swooping to pick up Little Yellow Chick. + +When Mr. Hawk heard the barking and saw Rover dash towards him he +forgot about wanting to eat Little Yellow Chick and flew away as fast +as he could. + +He flew up into the sky and over the woods and far away. + +Mrs. Hill picked up Little Yellow Chick and carried him to Old Mother +Hen in the coop. Old Mother Hen took him safely under her wing. + +"Good dog, good dog!" said Mrs. Hill to Rover as she patted his neck. + +Mrs. Hill went back to mending stockings on the porch. + +But Rover lay down near the hen-coop to guard Little Yellow Chick. + + + + +[Illustration: PRINCE BRINGS HOME THE GROCERIES] + +VII + + +The Big City was ten miles from Cloverfield Farm. Farmer Hill had to go +there often on business. Mrs. Hill had to go there to buy shoes and +clothing. Sometimes they drove, but if they were in a hurry they went +to the village a mile away and took the train. + +"I must go to the city to-day to attend to some important business," +said father one morning. "It will not take long, so I will go down on +the nine o'clock train and back on the eleven." + +"Are you going to drive to the train or walk?" asked mother. "I need +some groceries before dinner and wish you would drive so you could +bring them back." + +"I will drive then," said father. "I meant to walk." + +Mother wrote down a long list of groceries--flour, sugar, tea, raisins, +molasses, rolled oats and spices. + +"I will leave the list with Mr. Brown," said father, "so he will have +them ready for me when I come back and I won't have to wait." + +So father drove Prince to the village and tied him to the hitching post +in front of Mr. Brown's store. + +He gave the list to the grocer. + +"Please have them ready when I come back on the eleven o'clock train," +said he. + +Then father went to his train. + +The grocer put up the order. "I might as well put them in the buggy for +him now," said he. + +So he carried the groceries out and packed them under the seat. + +Farmer Hill intended to come back on the eleven o'clock train; but his +business took him longer than he expected, so he could not come until +the next train at one o'clock. + +Meanwhile Prince stood very still and patient for some time. Then he +began to take a few steps forward once in a while, and then a few steps +backward. + +Prince liked to go. He did not like to stand still so long. + +Every time he stepped back and forth, the knot in the halter loosened a +little. After a while, about one o'clock, it became entirely untied. + +When father got off the train, he was still thinking of his business in +the city and was in a hurry to get home. So he never once thought about +Prince, but struck off across lots and hurried home afoot. + +"Where are Prince and the groceries?" asked mother, as father came into +the house. + +"Prince and the groceries?" said he, "Prince and the groceries? Sure +enough, I did drive Prince down this morning. I entirely forgot him. He +must be standing at the hitching post in front of the store. I'll go +back and get him." + +Before this time Prince was quite hungry. He was very tired standing +still so long. He wished he could go home to his stall and eat his +dinner. + +Still Farmer Hill did not come for him. + +The next time he stepped forward, there was no halter to stop him; so +he kept on walking down the street. + +The thought of home and his dinner made him want them very much. + +So he began to trot. + +Just as Farmer Hill was leaving the house to go after him, Prince +turned into the yard. + +"There is Prince now," said father. "He has come home alone." + +"But I need the groceries," said mother. "I must have the sugar right +away. One of us will have to drive back after them." + +"Sure enough," said father, "I'll go because I am the one who forgot +them." + +He started to get into the buggy. + +"Why, here are the groceries," said he. "Prince has brought them +home." + + + + +[Illustration: WHY ROVER WENT _to_ CHURCH] + +VIII + + +On Sundays at Cloverfield Farm Rover always stayed at home to guard the +place while the family went to church. + +Just once, a long time ago, he had followed clear to the church door, +when Mr. Hill had sent him back home. + +One Sunday in summer, father hitched the horses to the big carriage and +drove up to the horse block where mother and the children were waiting +for him. + +"Did you lock all the doors?" asked father. + +"Yes," said mother, "and all the windows too." + +"Where is Rover?" asked father. + +"He is under the apple tree," said John. + +Then they got into the carriage and drove to church--father, John and +Sue on the front seat; mother, Bobby and Baby Betty on the back seat. + +Past two farm houses, under the Big Trees, past two more farm houses, +down the little hill and through the village they went to the big stone +church on the brow of the big hill. + +After father had driven the horses and carriage under the shed at the +rear of the church, all the family went into church and up the middle +aisle to their pew near the front. + +Meanwhile at the farm Rover was having a good nap under the apple tree. + +Suddenly he was awakened by the sound of wheels on the gravel drive. Up +he jumped and ran up the driveway to welcome the family home. + +But what was his surprise to see a strange horse and carriage and +strange people in the carriage! + +"Strangers must not come into this yard when the folks are away," +thought Rover. So he ran toward them, growling and barking. + +"Bow-wow, bow-wow," barked Rover, "bow-wow-wow, gr-r-r-" + +"Hello, Rover," said a man's voice. + +[Illustration: "'Strangers must not come into this yard when the folks +are away'"] + +"Why, I have heard that voice before," thought Rover. + +Then he ran nearer and saw that the man was Uncle James and the lady +beside him was Aunt Polly. + +Rover stopped barking and growling and wagged his tail very hard and +looked pleased, for he liked them. + +Uncle James got out of the carriage and went to the front door. + +He rang the bell and waited a few moments, but nobody came. He rang it +again, but nobody came. + +"I thought somebody always stayed at home with Baby Betty," said Uncle +James. + +"Perhaps some one is in the garden or out in the orchard," said Aunt +Polly. + +Uncle James hitched the horse, and then they looked in the garden and +in the orchard, but could find nobody. + +"Where are all the folks?" asked Aunt Polly of Rover. + +"Find Bobby and Baby Betty," said Uncle James. + +Rover pricked up his ears and opened his eyes very wide. He looked from +Uncle James to Aunt Polly. + +"Go find Baby Betty," said Aunt Polly. + +Then Uncle James and Aunt Polly went to the front porch and sat in the +big rockers. + +Rover started down the road toward the church. He trotted along quite +fast past the two farm houses, under the Big Trees, past two more farm +houses, down the little hill and through the village to the big stone +church on the brow of the big hill. + +The front door was open, so he went through the vestibule into the big +room where the minister was preaching. + +"Bow-wow, bow-wow," barked Rover. + +Farmer Hill looked around quickly, for he knew Rover's voice. + +When Rover saw Farmer Hill's face, he ran up the middle aisle to the +pew where the Hill family sat. + +When they heard a dog bark in church, some of the boys snickered and +some of the girls laughed and some of the older people smiled, but +Farmer Hill put his hand on Rover's head and said very softly, "Lie +down, Rover." + +So he lay down in the aisle with his head resting on his front paws and +kept very still all through the service. + +When meeting was over, the minister came to Rover and patted him and +said, "You behaved nicely in church, Rover." + +As they were driving home, John said, "I wonder why Rover came to +church." + +"Perhaps he was lonesome at home alone," said mother. + +"Perhaps something is the matter there," said father. + +As they came into the yard, Sue was the first to see the visitors. + +"Why, there are Uncle James and Aunt Polly," she exclaimed. + +"Didn't Rover tell you that we were here?" asked Uncle James. + +"So that is why he came to church, is it?" said mother. + +"Rover is an intelligent dog," said father. + +Rover looked from one to another and lay down on the porch where they +were all visiting together. + + + + +[Illustration: PRINCE HELPS MAKE ICE CREAM] + +IX + + +It was the middle of winter and Cloverfield Farm was deep under snow. +The ponds were all frozen over and even the little brook had stopped +babbling and was frozen into silvery ice. + +Bobby liked the winter, because he could coast on the Little Hill and +take rides in the big bob-sleigh. + +There was no work to be done on the farm in winter; so Prince and Daisy +stood all day in their stalls in the Old Red Barn. + +"How would you like a long sleigh ride to-day, Bobby?" asked father one +morning. + +"I'm ready for one; that would be great fun. Where are you going?" +answered Bobby. + +"Well, harvest time has come," said father. "So Prince and Daisy and I +are going to help harvest butter and ice cream." + +"This is not harvest time," said Bobby; "harvest time is in the summer +when it is very hot. And besides, Prince and Daisy cannot make butter +and ice cream. Mother makes the butter, and John freezes the ice +cream." + +"Do you remember, Bobby, how they helped make bread?" asked father. + +"Yes," said Bobby. + +"If you will come with me, I will show you how they _do truly_ help to +make butter and ice cream too," said father. + +"Shall I have to go far, father?" + +"Yes, it is quite a long drive. Ask mother to bundle you up warm," said +father. + +Before long, father was at the door with the big bob-sleigh drawn by +Prince and Daisy. He tucked Bobby in warm and snug with the buffalo +robe, and then away they went. The bells on the horses jingled merrily +as they went skimming along over the snow. + +"Are we going to the city?" asked Bobby. + +"No, Bobby, not this time. We are going to the river," said father. + +"I never saw any ice cream in the river," said Bobby. + +"Keep your eyes wide open, Bobby, and you will see Prince and Daisy +help get ice cream from the river," said father. + +When they came to the river, Bobby could see that it was all one mass +of ice. Men working there had swept the snow off and were cutting the +ice into great blocks. + +"Oh!" said Bobby, "this is where we get the ice for John to put in the +freezer." + +Father drove close down to the edge of the river and the men filled the +sleigh with a great load of the big blocks of ice. + +"May I have a dish of the ice cream to-day?" asked Bobby. + +"Not to-day," said father, "not until summer." + +They were on the way home now, the horses going slowly with the heavy +load. + +"But it will not be summer for a long time," said Bobby. "By that time +the snow and ice will all melt." + +"This ice will not melt," said father, "even when spring comes and the +snow goes off." + +"That is strange," said Bobby. "Truly I am afraid it will melt and then +we shall have no ice cream." + +"Just watch," said father, "and see where I put it." + +When they reached home father drove to the ice house. + +"Look in there," he said to Bobby, "and tell me what you see." + +"I see a great pile of sawdust," said Bobby. "You won't put the ice in +there will you, father? I do not want sawdust in my ice cream." + +"We will see that no sawdust gets into the ice cream," said father, +"and yet we could not make the ice cream without it." + +Father carried the big cakes of ice into the ice house and piled them +in rows on a deep layer of sawdust. Then he went for another load and +another and another. All that week he kept drawing ice until the ice +house was nearly full. Over the top of the ice and around the sides of +it he packed sawdust until it looked like a mountain. + +"Are you trying to keep the ice warm?" asked Bobby. + +"No, Bobby, I am covering it with the sawdust to keep it cool," said +father. + +"That is very strange," said Bobby. "Mother puts blankets on me to keep +me warm. You put a blanket on the ice to keep it cool. I think there +must be a mistake somewhere." + +After a few months spring came and the snow melted and the ice on the +river melted. + +One day mother said, "If you will get me some ice we will have ice +cream to-day. I am going to churn too and will need some for the +butter." + +"I am afraid the ice is all melted, mother," said Bobby. + +"Come with me and we will see," said father. + +So they went to the ice house. Father climbed on top of the mountain of +sawdust. Bobby climbed after him. + +Father dug some of the sawdust off, then said, "Now you may dig, +Bobby." + +Bobby began to scoop the sawdust off. Pretty soon his hand touched +something cold. He dug some more and then came to a piece of shiny +silvery ice. + +Father lifted it out. There was a large cake of glittering ice just as +they had put it in last winter. + +"Now we'll wash the sawdust off," said father. + +So they stopped at the well and washed it all clean, and then broke it +into pieces. Part of it they took to mother to keep the butter cool; +part of it to John to freeze the ice cream. + +When the ice cream was frozen and Bobby was eating a dish of it, father +said, "Well, Bobby, who made the ice cream to-day?" + +"I see now," said Bobby. "We could not have had it on this hot day if +Prince and Daisy had not drawn the heavy loads of ice last winter." + +"And I could not have made such good butter without the ice," said +mother. + +"If horses liked ice cream," said Bobby, "I would give some of mine to +Daisy and Prince." + + + + +[Illustration: PRINCE PLAYS TAG] + +X + + +This is a story about Prince when he was naughty. It was one time when +Farmer Hill let him out into the pasture for a day and Prince would not +come back at night. + +It began when Farmer Hill said one Sunday morning in spring, "I will +turn Prince and Daisy into the pasture to-day and let the other horses +take us to church." + +All winter long Prince had been in his stall in the barn, except once +in a while when he had been driven to the village or the city. + +He had been standing in the dark stall so long that when Farmer Hill +turned him loose in the pasture, he felt very strange. + +At first he just stood near the bars and nibbled the short fresh grass. +Then he slowly walked around to the clump of trees in the middle of the +lot and ate some more grass; then he went to the far corner and took a +drink of cool water from the little brook. + +The sun was shining brightly, the birds were singing in the trees. +Prince liked the bright sunlight, he liked the gentle breeze, he liked +the fresh grass. + +"I shall stay here always," thought Prince. "I should like to run and +kick up my heels." + +So he kicked up his heels and ran to the other end of the field. + +After a while he went galloping back again. + +All day Prince and Daisy were out in the pasture, sometimes eating +grass, sometimes resting under the trees, sometimes running and +prancing around. + +Toward night, when it was time for them to go back into the stable, +Farmer Hill came to the bars and whistled. + +They both heard him whistle. + +Daisy came running toward him, and he opened the stable door and put +her in. + +But Prince did not come. + +Instead, 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 the little shelf under +it were two beautiful vases. + +Rover was not allowed in the parlor except once in a while. One Sunday +John let him come in and lie in the corner. + +After a while all the people went out of the parlor. Rover was there +alone fast asleep. When he wakened, he looked all around the room. + +Then he got up and walked around to find a door. + +There between the front windows was surely a door into another room. + +Rover saw himself in the looking glass, but thought it was another dog +coming toward him into the parlor. + +He began to bark at the other dog. But the other dog did not go away. +He even barked at Rover. + +Rover went nearer and the other dog came nearer too. + +Then Rover barked louder and showed his sharp white teeth. The other +dog showed his sharp white teeth too, but did not go away. + +Rover barked and barked, which meant, "You must get right out of this +house." Then he ran at the other dog very fast. + +He ran so fast that he bumped his head hard on the looking glass. He +knocked over one of the pretty vases and broke it into a hundred +pieces. + +Mother and Sue heard the crash. Father and John heard the crash. They +all came running into the parlor. + +There, among the broken pieces of the vase, was Rover still looking +savagely at the dog in the looking glass. + +John pulled him away from the glass. Mother said, "Bad dog, bad dog!" +Sister Sue scolded him and opened the door and put him outdoors. + +[Illustration: "Rover looked savagely at the dog in the looking +glass"] + +"Rover was fooled that time," said father. + +"We must not allow him in the parlor again," said mother. + +Rover knew he must have done something wrong. With his head down and +his tail hanging very limp he went to the horse barn to lie in the dark +corner and think it over. + + + + +[Illustration: ROVER FINDS BABY BETTY] + +XII + + +"Where is Baby Betty?" said mother, coming up from the cellar where she +had been making butter. + +"I saw Baby Betty's pink sunbonnet in the front yard by the maple tree +an hour ago," said big brother John. Then he ran to the front yard and +looked everywhere--behind the maple tree, under the lilac bush, down by +the road, but no Baby Betty was there. + +"I saw Baby Betty down by the pump not long ago," said father. Then +they looked by the well, and in the corn crib and all through the +farmyard, but no Baby Betty was there. + +"I saw Baby Betty's curly head in the garden a while ago," said big +sister Sue. Then Sue ran to the garden and looked under the currant +bushes, behind the asparagus bed and in the strawberry patch. + +But no Baby Betty was there. + +"Where, oh, where is Baby Betty?" said mother. Then they all looked, +down the lane, in the apple orchard, in the clover field and behind the +haystack, but no Baby Betty could be found. + +Just then Rover came home from the village with the hired man. "Where +is Baby Betty?" said father. "Find Baby Betty." Then he showed Rover +Betty's little pink sunbonnet. Rover smelled of it and looked around +the yard and whined. First he ran to the front yard and then to the +pump, then to the garden and then to the strawberry patch beyond the +garden. + +"He thinks she is in the strawberry patch," said Sue, "but I looked +there and I surely would have seen her." + +Up and down the rows went Rover, and across to the farther side of the +patch. Soon he stopped and barked a little and then came running back. + +Again he started over to the strawberry patch. "I believe he wants us +to follow," said mother. + +Then all of them followed Rover away to the farther side of the +strawberry patch. + +There, behind a clump of tall plants, with her hand clutching some ripe +berries, was Baby Betty fast asleep. + +Father lifted her and carried her to the house. Mother came close along +by his side; while John and Sue patted Rover's neck and said, "Good +dog, good dog." + +Rover looked up at them with his kind eyes and wagged his tail very +hard. + +Baby Betty went to playing again in the yard, and Rover lay down under +the apple tree to watch over her. + + + + +[Illustration: PRINCE SEES A DRAGON] + +XIII + + +"May I have a horse to drive to town this afternoon?" asked mother one +noon in summer. "I must take Bobby and Betty to get them some new +shoes." + +"Yes," said father. "You may have Prince to-day. He is our safest +horse." + +So Sue stayed at home to get supper, while mother and Bobby and Betty +went away in the carriage toward the city. + +The city was ten miles away. It was a pleasant drive, past the little +red school house, past farmhouses and orchards and cornfields and +woods. + +When about half way there, down the road in front of them there +appeared a big threshing machine, with its engine drawing it along. + +"Chug-chug-chug-chug," went the engine. Slowly it came toward them. + +"Do you think Prince will be scared?" asked Bobby. + +"I hope not," said mother, "but you had better take fast hold of Baby +Betty so she will not tumble off the seat if he jumps." + +"Chug-chug-chug-chug," slowly came the engine. + +Prince pricked up his ears. + +"Whoa, Prince," said Mrs. Hill, "steady, Prince." + +"I'm not afraid of that," thought Prince. "I have seen that thing +before. It makes a lot of noise, but it never hurts me." + +So he went along steady and easy past the threshing machine. + +After a while they came to a railroad crossing. + +"I will look down the track and you look up the track," said mother to +Bobby. + +"I see a train coming," said Bobby. + +"We will wait until it goes past before we try to cross," said mother +"Whoa, Prince." + +So Prince stood facing the track. + +On came the train, very fast. "Chug, chug, chug," went the engine. +"Toot, toot," went the whistle. "Ding, dong, ding, dong," went the +bell. Soon the train went whizzing past. + +Prince did not jump. He just stood still and looked at the train as it +passed. You see, he had seen trains many times before. + +When the train had passed, Mrs. Hill drove over the track and on to +town. + +After she had bought the new shoes for Bobby and Betty, they started +home again. + +Just as they were going down Main Street, along came a parade with a +brass band at its head. "We will stop here and see the parade," said +mother. + +When the band came near them it played very loud. The drums were +beating, "rub-a-dub-dub, rub-a-dub." The horns and the fifes and the +flutes and the drums, all made a beautiful big sound. + +Prince pricked up his ears. + +"I have heard something like that before," thought he. "It never did me +any harm." + +So he stood very still as the band went past. + +After the parade had gone by, they started toward home. + +"Prince seems not to be afraid of anything," said mother. + +As they drove along, Bobby was silent for a long time. + +At last he said, "I know what this is like, mother." + +"What is it like?" asked mother. + +"To market, to market, to buy a fat pig. Home again, home again, +jiggity jig." + +"Only this time," said mother, "it is, To market, to market, to buy +some new shoes. Home again, home again, what is the news?" + +It was almost dark by the time they passed the little red school house. + +Suddenly in the road ahead there appeared a strange object, coming +straight toward them. It sounded something like a steam engine. "Chug, +chug, chug, chug," it went. + +In its face were two great glaring eyes. + +"I never saw one of those before," thought Prince, "but I shall not +jump." + +[Illustration: "'Whoa, Prince, steady, Prince,' said she"] + +On it came toward them very fast. + +Just as it was almost there, it went "honk! honk! honk!" + +Prince pricked up his ears. Mother held tight to the reins. "Whoa, +Prince; steady, Prince," she said. + +Prince did not mean to jump, but he had never seen anything like that +before and he was just a little scared. Just then the strange thing +went "honk, honk," close to his ears, as it went whizzing past. + +Before they had time to think, jump went Prince to one side, which made +Baby Betty slide off from the seat. + +"What was that?" asked Bobby. + +But mother did not answer, for Prince was pulling hard on the lines +and going along very fast. + +"It must have been a dragon," thought Bobby. + +Though mother pulled on the reins as hard as she could, Prince did not +slow up, for he was a strong-bitted horse and did not mind mother's +pulling. He went fast all the way home. + +When he reached home, Prince just slowed up of his own accord and went +trotting slowly into the yard. + +Father was waiting by the horse-block to help them out. + +"What fine new shoes!" he said. "What is the news?" + +"Prince jumped and ran when he saw the dragon," said Bobby. + +"The dragon?" said father. "Did you see a dragon?" + +"Yes," said Bobby, "and it hissed and sputtered and went 'squawk, +squawk,' very loud and had two great big eyes." + +"Oh, that must have been one of those horseless carriages," said +father. + +Bobby shook his head. + +"I am quite sure it was a dragon," said he. "Prince thought so too." + + + + +[Illustration: HOW ROVER SAVED _the_ HOUSE] + +XIV + + +It was a cold winter's night at Cloverfield Farm. Outdoors the snow lay +deep on the ground. The cows and the horses were warm in the Old Red +Barn. The hens and chickens were safe in the warm hen house. The pigs +were snug and warm in the pig pen. + +Inside the house a big fire was burning merrily in the sitting-room +stove. A fire was burning in the kitchen range. + +All the family had gone to bed. Rover had been allowed to sleep in the +kitchen that night instead of in the cold wood shed. + +In the middle of the night the wind blew hard and made the kitchen fire +roar up the chimney. It became hot--so hot that the wood around the +chimney began to smoke and burn. + +All the family were asleep upstairs. They did not smell the smoke. They +could not see the flames. + +But Rover was awakened by the smell of smoke and the crackling of the +fire. The smoke made his eyes smart. He knew that something was wrong, +so he began to bark. + +But nobody heard him and nobody came. Then he ran into the dining-room +and barked, but nobody heard him and nobody came. + +He went to the door of the hall which had been left open just a little. +Up the stairs, barking and barking, went Rover. + +Farmer Hill heard him, and thought, "What is Rover barking for?" Mrs. +Hill heard him and said, "Something must be the matter. Let's go and +see." John heard him and jumped up and ran down stairs. Farmer Hill and +Mrs. Hill ran down stairs. + +Then they smelled the smoke and saw the fire. + +Mrs. Hill grabbed a pail of water and threw it on the fire. + +Mr. Hill went to the cistern pump and pumped a pail of water and threw +it on the fire. + +John ran out to the well and brought a pail of water and threw it on +the fire. Sue brought snow and put it on the fire. + +All together they worked, and soon the fire stopped blazing and went +out. + +"If it had not been for Rover, the house might have burned down," said +Farmer Hill. + +"Rover is a good dog," said Mrs. Hill as she patted him. + +"Good dog, good dog!" said John and Sue. + +They gave Rover a nice warm blanket to lie on, and fixed the stove so +it could not draw so hard. + +Then the family went back to sleep. + +Rover lay down on the blanket, but he did not go to sleep. + +All that night he kept watch. + + + + +[Illustration: PRINCE USES HIS EYES] + +XV + + +One day in summer Farmer Hill said at breakfast, "I must go to the city +to-day. There are many things to do, but I'll be back before dark." + +Then he hitched Prince to the carriage and started off along the road, +down a long hill, over the little bridge at the foot of it, along miles +of level road to the city. + +All day he was going about his errands, while Prince stood in a stable +and ate his dinner and rested. + +Toward night, just as Farmer Hill was going to start home, a thunder +storm came up. It thundered and lightened and rained and rained. + +It rained so hard that the water ran in the street like a river. + +Farmer Hill waited until the storm was over. By that time it was nearly +dark. + +There were no street lamps along the road. + +There was no moon in the sky. + +There were no stars in the sky. + +It became so dark that Farmer Hill could not see more than three feet +ahead. + +"I shall have to let Prince see for me," said he. + +Prince trotted along over the muddy road, now and then slowing up when +he came to a pool of water, now and then turning out when they met +another team. + +Finally they had come back as far as the foot of the hill where the +little bridge was. + +"Now I shall soon be home," thought Farmer Hill. + +Just then Prince stopped stock still. + +"Get-up," said Farmer Hill. Prince did not go. "What is the matter?" +thought Farmer Hill. + +He tried to look in front along the road, but could see nothing. + +Just then a flash of lightning came and lighted up the country around +for a moment. + +[Illustration: "'Why! the bridge is gone!' said Farmer Hill"] + +"Why! the bridge is gone!" said Farmer Hill. + +Sure enough, the heavy rain had made the creek so high that it had +swept away the little bridge. + +"If your eyes had not been better than mine," said he to Prince, "we +should have been thrown into the water." + +Then he turned Prince around and went back along the road to the corner +and took another road home. + +At last, very late in the evening, they came to the farm. + +"I am glad to be at home at last," thought Farmer Hill, as Prince +turned in at the driveway. + +Again Prince stopped. + +"What is the matter now?" thought Farmer Hill. "Surely, there is no +bridge gone here." + +"Get-up," he said to Prince. But Prince did not go ahead; instead he +backed. + +It was so dark that Farmer Hill could not see the horse; he could not +see the trees; he could not see the ground. + +"Get-up," said Farmer Hill again. + +Prince started forward; but this time he turned out and went on the +grass at the side of the driveway. + +"I wonder what can be the matter there," said Farmer Hill. + +John and mother were waiting for father and came out on the back porch +as they heard the wheels coming. + +"We were afraid something had happened to you, it is so late," said +mother. + +Then father told them how the bridge was gone and how Prince had +refused to go on. + +"But I cannot understand," said he, "why he would not come into the +yard by the driveway." + +"I'll go and see," said John. + +John took the lantern and went down toward the road. + +In a moment he came running back. + +"Come here," he called. "That big flash of lightning must have struck +here. There is a great hole in the ground." + +All ran to look. + +There in the driveway was a deep hole with the gravel and earth and +big stones thrown about in all directions. + +"And Prince could see that in the dark!" said father. "Twice he saved +me from harm." + +"He has wonderful eyes," said mother, "and he used them well." + +"I shall give him some extra oats and a lump of sugar," said John. + +THE END + + + + + + + + +End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of Prince and Rover of Cloverfield Farm, by +Helen Fuller Orton + +*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK PRINCE, ROVER OF CLOVERFIELD FARM *** + +***** This file should be named 28586.txt or 28586.zip ***** +This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: + https://www.gutenberg.org/2/8/5/8/28586/ + +Produced by Mark C. 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