<h2><SPAN name="XIII" id="XIII"></SPAN>XIII</h2>
<h3>A DANGEROUS BUSINESS</h3>
<p><span class="smcap">Sandy Chipmunk</span> did not tell Daddy
Longlegs how he had been tied up in the
sack of wheat and had had a ride in the
wagon himself. He did not like riding
in wagons. And he had been so glad to
escape from the sack and jump into the
bushes by the roadside that he had
stopped to dance on Daddy's tree before
scampering back home.</p>
<p>His suggestion took Daddy Longlegs
by surprise. At first he felt a bit timid
about riding in a wagon. But Sandy
Chipmunk assured him it was not half
as bad as it was said to be.</p>
<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="p_63" id="p_63"></SPAN></span>"Is it far to the road?" Daddy asked
him.</p>
<p>"Not if you hurry," Sandy told him.
"If you start now you surely ought to be
able to reach the road by the time old
Ebenezer passes this field."</p>
<p>"Ebenezer! Who's he?" Daddy inquired.</p>
<p>"Oh! He's the horse that draws the
wagon you're going to ride in," Sandy
Chipmunk explained.</p>
<p>Daddy Longlegs thought deeply for a
few minutes—or as deeply as anybody
could who had so small a head as he. And
then he said:</p>
<p>"I'll try your plan, for I want to go
home. But it's very dangerous for me to
do so much walking on such a windy day
as this."</p>
<p>"Come on!" cried Sandy. "I'll show
you the way to the road." And having<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="p_64" id="p_64"></SPAN></span>
started Daddy in the right direction, he
hastened off to the road himself, to wait
for the wagon.</p>
<p>Sandy waited by the roadside for a
long, long time. And while he was lingering
there, Daddy Longlegs was battling
with the wind and having hard
work to keep his feet. But by hurrying
along fences, and dodging behind bowlders
and bushes and every other sort of
shelter that he could find, Daddy managed
to reach the roadside at last, where
he arrived quite out of breath.</p>
<p>"Hurrah!" Sandy Chipmunk shouted,
as soon as Daddy joined him. "Here you
are—and you're just in time! For
there's the wagon rattling down the next
hill. And old Ebenezer (that's the horse,
please remember!) he'll climb this rise
as fast as he can, because he's in a hurry
to get home."</p>
<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="p_65" id="p_65"></SPAN></span>"He can't be half as anxious to reach
home as I am," Daddy Longlegs remarked.
"And if he doesn't go his fastest
after I'm aboard the wagon I hope
Johnnie Green will whip him hard."</p>
<p>"Johnnie can't do that," said Sandy
Chipmunk. "His father won't let him
have a whip."</p>
<p>"Well, he could cut a switch, I should
think!" Daddy Longlegs exclaimed.</p>
<p>But Sandy shook his head.</p>
<p>"Johnnie's grandmother wouldn't let
him do that," he replied. "But you
don't need to worry. You'll get home
soon enough."</p>
<p>Soon the two watchers saw the old
horse Ebenezer come jogging up the road.
And then Sandy Chipmunk said something
that sent Daddy Longlegs into a
flutter of excitement.</p>
<p>"Here they come!" cried Sandy.<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="p_66" id="p_66"></SPAN></span>
"You'd better stand right in the middle
of the road, so you'll be sure to stop
them."</p>
<p>And the mere thought of doing such a
dangerous thing as that made Daddy
Longlegs turn quite pale.</p>
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<p class="chapter"><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="p_67" id="p_67"></SPAN></span></p>
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