There were no bobs for Skinny. It was warm in the sun and he loafed along, taking it easy and looking for somebody to rescue. Once he stopped to help a man in a field. Along about ten or eleven o'clock he began to get hungry and tired. No matter where he looked there didn't anything happen, so he made up his mind to take a long rest the next time he came to some good shade, and maybe to cook his dinner. A half-mile farther on he came to a real shady spot by the roadside, under a tree which stood in a corner of a pasture on the other side of a fence. A tiny stream crossed the road, and ran down through the pasture. This was the place he had been looking for and, after drinking, he threw himself down on the ground and went to sleep. He didn't know how long he slept but he felt first rate when he woke up, only hungrier than ever. Over in the pasture stood a cow with her back to him, looking at something and growing real excited about it. "I wonder what ails the critter," said Skinny to himself. "She looks mad about something, snorting and shaking her head that way." Just then he heard a girl's voice singing. She sang real loud, like boys whistle sometimes to keep up their courage, when they are half scared. Then in a few minutes she came in sight, walking across the pasture and keeping one eye on the cow. Skinny hadn't seen her before because the cow had stood in the way. "Jerusalem!" said he. "Here's luck. She's got a fire-red sunbonnet and cows don't like red sunbonnets a little bit." On came the girl, singing louder than ever, trying to edge off away from the cow but not daring to run. Skinny could see that the cow was getting madder all the time. He knew that something was going to happen at last, and he began to uncoil his rope. "Run, you little fool," said he. "Run." He meant the girl and not the cow. He said it under his breath so she wouldn't hear, for he didn't want to lose the chance to do the rescue act and have something to tell us boys about afterward. The girl was scared. Any one with half an eye could have seen that. The cow hadn't quite made up its mind what to do, and Skinny was beginning to be afraid that the girl would get across without giving him a chance to get in his work. Then what did she do but take off her sunbonnet and swing it around by one string, just to let the cow know that she wasn't afraid of any animal that walked on four legs. She hadn't seen Skinny yet, on account of his being back of the cow. The cow didn't know he was there, either, until about four seconds afterward. It knew then, all right. Maybe the cow wasn't mad when she saw that red sunbonnet whirling around in the air. She tore up the sod with her horns, gave a big snort, and started, head down. Say, it was Skinny's busy day about that time. Before the cow could get fairly going he had crawled under the fence and run up behind, whirling his lasso around his head. Then he gave a yell like a wild Indian and threw it.