pull some tall weeds which the blades had not reached. And in that instant the horses bolted. He called after them but they paid no attention. They tore across the cornfield, the machine blades cutting into the ground and spoiling the com as they scraped across it. Wildly they ran from the cornfield and headed toward the house. As they went, they hooked on to various things which were in their way and all of these rattling objects frightened them and they ran more crazily than ever. “Let’s push our children up on the porch and pretend we are calling on a lady,” suggested my sister. By “our children” of course she meant our be loved dog Rover and our dear little hen Susie. “O.K.,” I agreed and thè very moment we set the doll carriage on the steps, we heard a dreadful sound like that of a tornado. We looked up in terror to see Nell and Betsy tearing around the comer of the house, attached to the cultivator, and dragging with them barbed wire, fence poles and all manner of debris. Poor Bell, our cat, was so frightened that her black hair stood up straight and she flattened herself against the house where she was safe. The horses had missed us by inches. If we had been one second later in getting the carriage on to the porch steps, we should have been pulled into the mess of machinery, barbed wire and wild ly plunging horses. After passing us, Nell and Betsy headed for the barn- yard and ran right into a haystack. The wires they were dragging caught in the hay and held them. There they stood, panting, sweating and trem bling, with the blood running down their beautiful dapple-gray fronts. We girls stood perfectly still until they stopped; then we looked for our father. He was coming across the fields, and we could see he was very disturbed indeed. Likely he thought the horses had injured us or some of the barnyard stock. Although the horses needed the attention of the vetemarian, some com had been de stroyed and the fences needed repair, our lives and those of the little ani mals had been spared. Rover began to bark happily as if he understood how wonderfully we had been deliv ered. When Mother came home and we told her all that had happened to us when we were “just playing” in our own yard, you can imagine how glad she was that she had asked God to take care of her girls, and that He had done so. Whether one lives in a big city, or on a farm, one needs a Lord and Saviour to take care of him. I am sure you girls and boys agree.
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