047- Spike Saves Jerry But Who Is Spike

Jerry of the circus. Oh, for Jerry of the circus. Now you can let yourself down, Jerry.

I ought to smack this horse like a good and right man knows. You know, I like that. No, don't hit him, Spike. He couldn't help it. I didn't have the saddle tight enough. He's just a cold. He doesn't know any better.

This is only the second time he's been ridden. Take it easy, doggy. The boys all right. Yeah, I'm all right, right. Just a little... Just a little out of breath, though. Just sit down on the ground there and you get your breath back.

Well, hello, rags. Give me your paw. What? He did it. He gave me his paw. Sure, I thought him good manners. I'll say it, Dad. Say, he's a swag little dog. You can't say as much for this horse of yours.

Well, splendor's all right. You don't have to hold on to him, Spike. He won't run away. Oh, I don't know about that. You ran away with you, didn't he? No, I didn't run away. He just got excited when the saddle slipped.

He just kept going around in a circle. Yeah, that's right. All right then I'll let loose of them. Go ahead and eat some grass pony. I don't know how to thank you for saving me.

Forget it Jerry. I was glad I happened to be coming by this way and hurt you hollering. Besides this makes us even now. What do you mean by? Well you sort of saved my life too.

I saved your life. Sure. And you got me this job. I didn't get it for you. Mr. Murray just told me to go look for a strong man to take his eats place. And you were looking for work so I told you Mr. Murray was looking for a man. Well anyway, I'm awful thankful to you. I needed a job pretty bad, Jerry.