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"And grandpa is glad he has you two Curlytops to go camping with him!" laughed the farmer, as the expressman made his horse go faster. At the depot, while the children were waiting to have the boxes and crates of things for the camp loaded into the wagon, Ted saw Arthur Weldon, a boy with whom he sometimes played. "Hello, Art!" called Ted. "Hello!" answered Arthur.
"Well, well soon have you back at Ring Rosy Ranch, where there's a good breakfast!" laughed Baldy. "Well! Well! To think of you Curlytops finding what we cowboys were looking all over for!" "And are daddy and Uncle Frank looking for these horses and cattle?" asked Teddy. "Yes. And for the Indians that took 'em. But I guess they won't find either," Baldy answered. And Baldy was right.
In it were some tiny birds, and, by standing on their tiptoes, and bending the nest down a little way, the Curlytops could look in. The baby birds, which had only just begun to grow feathers, opened their mouths as wide as they could, thinking, I suppose, that Jan and Ted had worms or bugs for them. But the children did not have.
Once more they heard the cry of the goat: "Baa-a-a-a-a-a!" went Nicknack. "Baa-a-a-a!" "He's over this way!" cried Teddy, and he started to run to the left. "No, I think he's here," and Janet pointed to the right. "What's the matter, Curlytops?" asked Mrs. Martin, who came out just then to see what was keeping the children. "We can hear Nicknack, but we can't see him," answered Ted. Mrs.
The Curlytops said they would, and they were soon taking turns riding Trouble on the saddles in front of them. Clipclap and Star Face liked the children and were well-behaved ponies, so there was no danger in putting Trouble on the back of either as long as Ted or Janet held him.
The Curlytops, very tired and sleepy, felt that it would be all right to make their bed in the blanket they had found, dropped by some passing cowboy. But first Ted looked around. Off to one side, and along the stream from which they had drunk, he saw something dark looming up. "Look, Janet," he said. "Maybe that's a ranch house over there, and we could go in for the night." "Maybe," she agreed.
Martin or grandpa saw the children starting out with hoe and shovels they probably thought the Curlytops were only going to dig fish worms, as they often did. Grandpa Martin was very fond of fishing, but he did not like to dig the bait. But Trouble was fretful that day, and his mother had to take care of him, so she did not pay much attention to Jan or Ted, feeling sure they would come to no harm.
"It isn't on our ranch, and we don't very often go there. But if the Curlytops' ponies were thirsty in the night they might go to Silver Creek, even if Jan and Ted didn't want them to. I think the ponies went the nearest way to water." "Then let us go that way!" cried Mrs. Martin. Meanwhile Teddy and Janet had awakened.
One day, about a week after the Curlytops had found Clipclap in the cave, Jim Mason said he thought the pony was well enough to be ridden. Clipclap was brought out in the yard and Teddy and Janet went up to him. The pony put his nose close to them and rubbed his head against their outstretched hands. "See, he knows us!" cried Janet.
The children took another drink, and offered some to the ponies, each of which took a little. Then, once more, the Curlytops were on the trail after the Indians, as they believed. "Which way do we go now?" asked Janet, as she watched Teddy get up in his saddle after he had helped her mount Star Face. "We've got to follow the trail," Teddy answered. "How do we do it?" his sister inquired. "Well.
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