Waiting, waiting, Pony Rollo
Still as marble kept,
Till the frightened, grateful Teddy
From beneath had crept.
Then was Rollo more than ever
Feasted and caressed,
And pronounced of all good ponies
Wisest, dearest, best.
VI. THE PONY AS COWBOY
Oh! the flurry and the bustle!
Weeks of seashore joys
Were in store for all the children.
"Ready, girls and boys!"
But the children lingered, lingered
At the stable door;
"Good-by, Barney," "Good-by, Rollo,"
Saying yet once more.
"Don't forget us, Rollo, Barney,
We'll come back again!
And more fun we'll have together,
Riding, driving then."
Then to Barney and to Rollo
Soon there came a change.
With the absence of the children
Life seemed new and strange.