Of course they could not ride very fast yet, and Mother Martin was just as glad they could not, for she was afraid, if they did, they might fall off and get hurt. But Teddy and Janet were careful, and they knew how to sit in the saddle with their feet in the stirrups.
"They're getting to be good little riders," said Jim Mason to Uncle Frank one day.
"I'll take 'em with me the next time I go for a short ride."
"Maybe we could find the bad Indians that took your horses, Uncle Frank," said Teddy.
"Well, I wish you could," said the owner of Ring Rosy Ranch.
The cowboys had not been able to get back the stolen horses nor find the Indians who had run them off. Other ranches, too, had been robbed and a number of head of horses and cattle had been driven away.
"We've looked all over for those Indians," said Uncle Frank, "but we can't find 'em. If you Curlytops can, I'll give you each another pony."
"I'd like Clipclap best though," announced Teddy.
"What could we do with two?" asked Janet.
"Oh, every cowboy or cowgirl, for that matter, has more than one horse when he can," said Jim Mason. "Then if one gets lame he has another to ride. But don't you Curlytops go off by yourselves looking for those bad Indians!" he warned them.