Chapter 12 THE BUCKING BRONCO

With a small rope around the neck of the crowing rooster-which could not crow as loudly as it had before, because it was nearly choked-Trouble was dragging the fowl along after him as he ran across the yard.

"Trouble! Trouble!" cried Aunt Millie. "What are you doing?"

"Playin' cowboy!" was his answer. "I lasso rooster wif my rope, like Teddy