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he said, picking it up. He showed the child how to sit astride the branch. With hia handkerchief, he made a tiny bridle Tor her small hands. "Let's go," he said, "but hold on tight in case she gets frisky." "Wait," Vera said, as she jumped off the make-believe pony and ran to the area where they had eaten lunch earlier. Grabbing the apple still wrapped in the napkin, she shouted, "Carry this too! She might get hungry." They started home, with two tiny legs galloping down the hill in front of a man carrying three full buckets of berries and an apple. SSCOHD PLACE SHORT STORY BKA.UTIFUL OHIO Ruth D. Scow Manti, Utah 84642 The boy stopped and stared. What was that coming up the street so early in the morning? Never had he seen anything so colorful. Ita wagon wheels were painted red and its box was painted a bright green. Two men occupied the high springscat above the front of the wagon box. The horses that pulled this strange outfit looked as though they hadn't eaten in a long time and were just tired out. l/ith a "gee" from the nan hol&ins the lines, the horses turned onto the Mayfield Town Square, and after a "whoa" to stop the horses, the ncn continued to sit on their high seat as though making a decision. With that done they drove to the selected spot, jumped to the ground and began to unload their paraphernalia. Each *v\t\ seemed to know what he was doing as they began to put straight iron pieces together in a sort of framework design that looked a lot like a huge spider 50 |
