[Illustration: PHILIP IN HIS "ROUGH-RIDER" SUIT.]
Little Philip was very fond of horses, and as he was too old to sit on a
chair or box or trunk and make believe a rocking-horse was pulling it
along his bedroom floor, his father bought him a horse all spotted brown
and white, with a beautiful white mane; and Philip loved to get up on
his back.
In winter he would go out in his sleigh, even when the snow was deep. It
was jolly fun to be in the sleigh all wrapped up cozy and warm in furry
robes. He would crack his long whip and make it sound almost as loud as
a fire-cracker. He used to carry a make-believe pistol when he dressed
up in his "Rough-Rider" suit and went horseback-riding. But all the
neighbors thought it was funny that Philip would always leave the saddle
on his horse when he went out in his sleigh. But you won't think it is
funny when I tell you a secret--maybe you have guessed it
already--Philip couldn't get the saddle off, because, don't you see, his
horse was only a make-believe, hobby-horse.
[Illustration: PHILIP IN HIS SLEIGH.]