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.