The Boy Ranchers on the Trail by Willard F. Baker
page 31 of 198 (15%)
page 31 of 198 (15%)
![]() | ![]() |
|
shootin' some, as your dad was doin'.
"Come t' find out, they'd got a few hundred dollars from the desk where your dad left th' cash, Bud, but th' main part was in th' safe, an' _that_ they couldn't get open. Course soon as we knowed what was up we organized a posse, an' started off--all but Babe. He fell--or rolled--out of his bunk an' twisted his leg, somehow. "Anyhow, Buck an' I was told off t' ride this way, partly t' let you fellers know what had happened, an' partly t' see if there was any trace of th' skunks what robbed your dad down here in Happy Valley. How about it? Seen anybody?" "Well, yes, we did see some one sneaking around here when we arrived last evening," Bud answered. "But that was long before the robbery." "And tell him what we found!" urged Dick "Oh, yes, a stethoscope," went on Bud. "But that has nothing to do with the matter. Maybe some doctor, or medical student, is out here for his health, and dropped it as he rode over our place." "What's a slitherscope!" asked Yellin' Kid. "Anything like a Triceratops?" "No!" laughed Nort. "We'll show you. But say, what can we do toward getting these robbers?" |
|