

It was hard for them all not to laugh, when they knew they were on their way to have a great time riding at the Bar None ranch. “I’ll write that down so I don’t forget it,” Emily said dryly. But riding through sagebrush hurts! It’s prickly.” Riding past it and admiring the sagebrush-that’s fun. “Well, I don’t know about riding through sagebrush,” joked the final girl in the cabin, Stevie Lake. “Riding through sagebrush is fun, too,” a third friend, Carole Hanson, said.

“That’s good, I guess, since I only brought summer clothes. “We won’t be riding through snow.”Įmily sat back. “The Bar None isn’t that high up,” Emily’s friend Lisa Atwood assured her. “LOOK! YOU CAN see the mountains!” Emily Williams leaned forward, pressing her face against the pane of one of the plane’s small windows. To Kimberly Brubaker Bradley for her help I would like to express my special thanks Bantam Books, 1540 Broadway, New York, New York 10036. Patent and Trademark Office and in other countries. Its trademark, consisting of the words “Bantam Books” and the portrayal of a rooster, is Registered in U.S. Published simultaneously in the United States and Canada.īantam Books are published by Bantam Books, a division of Bantam Doubleday Dell Publishing Group, Inc. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the publisher. “USPC” and “Pony Club” are registered trademarks of The United States Pony Clubs, Inc., at The Kentucky Horse Park, 4071 Iron Works Pike, Lexington, KY 40511-8462.Ĭopyright © 1997 by Bonnie Bryant Hiller. The Saddle Club design/logo, which consists of a riding crop and a riding hat, is a trademark of Bantam Books. “The Saddle Club” is a registered trademark of Bonnie Bryant Hiller. Patent and Trademark Office and elsewhere. Skylark Books is a registered trademark of Bantam Books, a division of Bantam Doubleday Dell Publishing Group, Inc. “I should think it would be obvious why not,” she said.

She looked as if she didn’t know whether to cry or to spit at Emily. “I can’t do that,” she said rudely.Įmily flushed but remained polite. “You know,” she said to Monica, “you ought to do what we did when we got here-let the grown-ups take the luggage, and get on a horse as quick as you can! We’ll get a snack and wait for you, and we can all ride together.” Monica glanced briefly at Kate, then looked away. “Hi, Monica,” Kate said, in a slightly strained tone.
