The ponies were for Joyce and me.

Mr.Sherman had them sent out from Louisville after he went away, for us to use all the time we are here.
One of the ponies is named Calico, because he is marked so queerly.

His hair grows in such funny little streaks and stripes and patches that he looks as if he had been painted that way on purpose.

He was a clown pony in a circus one time, and is supposed to know a lot of tricks.

Joyce wanted him because he is so gentle, and she had never ridden any before.
She didn't mind his ridiculous looks.