Now it was time for the first supper call, and
in a little while the waiter came in.
"Eh? What's that? Time for supper _again_?" cried Daddy Martin,
awakening from a nap.
Trouble stretched and yawned in his mother's arms.
"I's hungry!" he said.
"So'm I!" cried Ted and Jan together.
"Shall we have good things to eat on Uncle Frank's ranch?" asked
Teddy, as they made ready to walk ahead to the dining-car.
"Of course!" his mother laughed. "Why are you worrying about that?"
"Oh, I just wanted to know," Teddy answered. "We had so many good
things at Cherry Farm and when we were camping with grandpa that I
want some out on the ranch."
"Well, I think we can trust to Uncle Frank," said Mr. Martin. "But
if you get too hungry, Teddy, you can go out and lasso a beefsteak or
catch a bear or deer and have him for breakfast."
"Is there bears out there, too?" asked Janet in a good deal of
excitement. "Bears and Indians?"
"Well, there may be a few bears here and there," her father said
with a smile, "but they won't hurt you if you don't hurt them. Now
we'll go and see what they have for supper here."
To the dining-car they went, and as they passed through one of the
coaches on their way Teddy and Janet heard a woman say to her little
girl:
"Look at those Curlytops, Ethel. Don't you wish you could have some
of their curl put into your hair?"
It was evening and the sun was setting.
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