ng, and he
can't stop running!"
"Maybe he's in a trap!" exclaimed Laddie's mother.
"If he was in a trap he couldn't run," said her husband. "I'll go out and
see what it is."
The other little Bunkers were still playing with Muffin, the big gray cat,
as Mr. and Mrs. Bunker and Grandma Bell hurried out to the barn.
As they drew near it they heard a voice shouting:
"Oh, make it stop! Make it stop going! I'm so tired! My legs are so
tired!"
At the same time a low rumbling could be heard, like that of very distant
thunder.
"Oh, what is it?" gasped Mother Bunker. "Oh, Russ, what have you done
now?"
But a moment later they were all relieved to see Tom, the hired man, come
to the door of the barn, leading Russ by the hand. The boy looked
frightened, but not hurt.
"What was it?" asked his father.
"I got to going and I couldn't stop," explained Russ, who was breathing
almost as hard as Laddie had done after his run.
"What did you get to going on, and why couldn't you stop?" his mother
wanted to know.
"Oh, it was a--a sort of wooden hill," explained Russ. "I was running on
it and----"
"What does he mean--a _wooden hill_ in the barn?" asked Mrs. Bunker.
"It was the treadmill," explained Thomas Hardy. "I was in another part of
the barn, and I guess Russ must have wandered upstairs, where we keep the
old treadmill they used for the threshing machine and churn. He started to
walk on the wooden roller platform, and it moved from under him. He had to
keep running so he wouldn't slip down. That's what he meant when he said
he couldn't stop."
"That was it," explained Russ. "I saw a funny machine upstairs in the
barn, and I got on it. I didn't know it would move."
"Well, you couldn't get hurt on it, that's one good thing," said Grandma
Bell. "At the same time it's better not to get on queer machines, or play
with things you don't know about, Russ. The next time you might be hurt."
"I'll be careful," promised the little boy.
"What is the treadmill?" asked Vi, who
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Reverend Nehemiah Adams (born February 19, 1806; died October 6, 1878) was an American clergyman and writer. He was born in Salem, Massachusetts, in 1806 to Nehemiah Adams and Mehitabel Torrey Adams. He graduated from Harvard University in 1826, and from Andover Theological Seminary in 1829. He was ordained as co-pastor of First Congregational Church in Cambridge, Massachusetts, that same year. In 1832, he married Martha Hooper.
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Joanna Baillie (September 11, 1762February 23, 1851) was a Scottish poet and dramatist. Baillie was very well-known during her lifetime and, though a woman, intended her plays not for the closet but for the stage. Admired both for her literary powers and her sweetness of disposition, her cottage at Hampstead was the centre of a brilliant literary society. Baillie died at the age of 88, her faculties remaining unimpaired to the last.