Rollo at Play eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 96 pages of information about Rollo at Play.

He wanted Jonas to go too, and as, the last time when he asked his father’s permission that he should go, he lost his request by asking it in an improper manner, he determined to be careful this time.

So he was silent at breakfast time while his father and mother were talking, and then, watching an opportunity when they seemed disengaged, he asked his father if Jonas might not go with them.

“I do not think he can very well, for there is no room for him.  Both the chaises will be full.”

“But could not he ride on Old Trumpeter?” said Rollo.

Old Trumpeter was a white horse, that had served the family some time, but was now rather old, and not a very good traveller.

Rollo’s father hesitated a moment, and then said, perhaps he might.  “You may go and tell him that we are going, and that if he thinks Old Trumpeter will do to carry him, he may go.  He will be of great help to us, if we should get into any difficulty.”

Rollo thought of the bears that he expected to see on the mountain, and ran to tell Jonas.  Jonas was glad to go.  So he went and gave Old Trumpeter some oats, and got the saddle and bridle ready.  He also got out a pair of saddle-bags that he always used on such occasions, and put into them a hatchet, a dipper, a box of matches, and some rope.  On second thoughts, he concluded it would be best to put these things into the chaise-box, and to put the saddle-bags on his horse empty, as he might want them to bring something home in.

After breakfast, Lucy and her father, Rollo’s uncle George, drove up to the door, for they were going too; and in a short time you might have seen all the party driving away from the door—­Rollo’s father and mother in the first chaise, uncle George, and Rollo, and Lucy, in the second, and Jonas on Old Trumpeter behind.

They rode on for a mile or two, and then turned off of the main road into the woods, and went on by a winding and beautiful road until they came in sight of a range of mountains, one of which seemed very high and near.

“Is that Benalgon?” said Rollo.

“I do not know,” said his uncle; “I have never been to it before; but I suppose Jonas can tell.”

“I will call him,” said Rollo.  So he turned round, and kneeled up upon the seat, so that he could look out behind the chaise, for the back curtain was up.  Lucy did the same, but Jonas was not to be seen.  They looked a little longer, and presently saw him coming along round a curve in the road.  They beckoned to him, and as he rode up, they saw he had a bush in his hand.  He came up to the side of the chaise, and handed it to Rollo.  It was a large blueberry-bush, covered with beautiful ripe blue berries.  Rollo took them, and admired them very much; and at first he was going to divide them between Lucy and himself; but they concluded, on the whole, to send them forward to his mother.  Jonas told them the mountain before them was Benalgon, and rode on to carry the blueberry-bush to the other chaise.  Presently he came back, bringing it with him, except a small sprig which Rollo’s mother had taken off.  The rest she had sent back to the children.

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