"I guess something is the matter, Jan," said Teddy, as they saw the
horseman gallop past.
"What?" she asked as they noticed him talking to the foreman.
"Maybe he's found the Indians that took Uncle Frank's horses," her
brother answered.
The children drew near enough to hear what the cowboy and the
foreman were talking about.
"More horses gone!" exclaimed Jim Mason. "Well, we'll surely have to
get after those Indians; that's all there is about it!"
"More horses stolen?" asked Daddy Martin, coming out just then.
"Yes," answered Jim Mason. "A lot of good ones. I guess more Indians
must have run away from the reservation. We'll have to hunt them
down!"
"Oh, I wish I could go!" sighed Teddy. "I'd like to be an Indian
fighter."
"You'll have to grow a lot bigger," said his uncle, with a laugh.
Uncle Frank and some of the cowboys rode over the prairie, trying to
find the stealing Indians, but they could not. Nor could they find
the missing horses, either.
"It's a good thing Uncle Frank has lots of cattle," said Teddy that
night when the cowboys came back to the ranch house, not having found
the horse thieves. "If he didn't have he'd be poor when the Indians
take his animals."
"He'll be poor if the Indians keep on the way they have been doing,"
said Aunt Millie. "I hope he can catch the bad men!"
Ted and Janet hoped so too, but they did not see how they could
help, though Teddy wanted to.
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