Beat the Turtle Drum
“I said the next morning. Not a bad poem just on the spur of the moment, I thought. “She’s got her nose pressed against the window. I’ll bet she’ll be on the telephone in five seconds.”
Joss had saddled up Prince and ridden him around the back yard before anyone was awake. Then, after breakfast, we rode him bareback with me in the rear and took him up in the front yard. It’s a funny thing about a horse. When you’re standing next to him he doesn’t look that big, but, boy, when you’re on his back,... it seems a long way to the ground.
I put my arms around her waist and held on.
“You’re strangling me,” Joss protested, so I let up a little. Only a little, though.
We heard the telephone ring inside, and my mother answered. “Oh, yes, of course, how are you, Miss Pemberthy?” she said in a loud voice.
“What’d I tell you?” I said. “She’ll blow her cork. She’ll imagine the whole neighborhood is turning into one huge stable, covered with horse turds.”
“She probably had her binoculars out last night when Mr.MoreLess
Joss had saddled up Prince and ridden him around the back yard before anyone was awake. Then, after breakfast, we rode him bareback with me in the rear and took him up in the front yard. It’s a funny thing about a horse. When you’re standing next to him he doesn’t look that big, but, boy, when you’re on his back,... it seems a long way to the ground.
I put my arms around her waist and held on.
“You’re strangling me,” Joss protested, so I let up a little. Only a little, though.
We heard the telephone ring inside, and my mother answered. “Oh, yes, of course, how are you, Miss Pemberthy?” she said in a loud voice.
“What’d I tell you?” I said. “She’ll blow her cork. She’ll imagine the whole neighborhood is turning into one huge stable, covered with horse turds.”
“She probably had her binoculars out last night when Mr.MoreLess
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