"Did you ever get captured by the Indians?" asked Teddy.
"Well, yes, once I was," answered the cowboy.
"Oh, tell us about it!" begged the little Curlytop chap. "I love to
hear stories about Indians! Don't you, Jan?"
"I like stories--yes," said the little girl. "But if you're going to
tell a story about Indians, Mr. Baldy, maybe it'll be a scary one,
and I don't like scary stories."
"I do!" exclaimed Ted. "The scarier they are the better I like 'em!"
Baldy laughed as he said:
"Well, I guess, seeing as how the little lady doesn't like scary
stories, I'd better tell one that isn't. We must please the ladies,
you know, Teddy."
"Oh, yes, I know that," the little boy said. "But after you tell the
not-scary story, Mr. Baldy, couldn't you tell me one that is scary--a
real, terrible scary one. You can take me out behind the barn where
Jan can't hear it."
"Well, maybe I could do that," agreed the good-natured cowboy,
laughing at the Curlytops. "Now then for the not-scary story."
"And you don't have to take Teddy out behind the barn to tell him the
scary one," put in Janet. "You could stay here, and I could cover up
my ears with my hands when you came to the terrible parts, couldn't I?
Is there any parts in it that isn't scary? I'd like to hear _them_,
Mr. Baldy."
"Well, I guess we can fix it that way," said the cowboy. "Now the
first story I'm going to tell you, is how I was captured by the
Indians," and the children sat closer to him and waited eagerly.
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