So presently she arrived breathless at the blacksmith shop' and found Chip within, looking in urgent Need of reinforcements, and the Kid yelling ragefully beside the door and kicking the log wall with vicious boot-tees.
"Shut up now or I'll spank you!" Chip was saying desperately when his wife appeared.

"I wish you'd take that Kid and tie him up, Dell," he added snappishly.

"Here he's been riding all the horses in the little pasture--and taking a chance on breaking his neck! And he ain't satisfied with Stubby--he thinks he's entitled to Silver!" "Well, why not?
There, there, honey--men don't cry when things go wrong--" "No--because they can take it out in cussing!" wailed the Kid.

"I wouldn't cry either, if you'd let me swear all I want to!" Chip turned his back precipitately and his shoulders were seen to shake.
The Little Doctor looked shocked.
"I want Silver for my string!" cried the Kid, artfully transferring his appeal to the higher court.

"I can ride him--'cause I have rode him, in the pasture; and he never bucked once or kicked or anything.