Farmer Hill was watching the pair of horns.
"We'll get him," said he.
He started toward the bridge, catching up a rope as he went. Hobson followed.
Before they could run across the bridge, Old Bell Wether walked up out of the creek and started toward home. But he was tired after his swim, and his wool was heavy with water.
They soon overtook him and drove him into a corner of the rail fence at the side of the road.
"Now we have you," said Farmer Hill, as he threw the rope over his horns.
"Before they could run across the bridge, Old Bell Wether walked up out of the creek and started for home"
Old Bell Wether had to submit and be led back over the bridge to the sheep-pen.