"We want to go--awful much!" Teddy murmured.

"Not this time, Curly boy," said the ranchman. "We may have to be
out all night, and it looks like rain. You stay at home with Janet,
and I'll tell you all about it when I come back."

"Will you, truly?"

"Truly I will."

"And if you get any Indians will you bring 'em here?" Teddy demanded.

"No, don't!" cried Janet quickly. "I don't want to see any Indians."

"But they're _tame_ ones," said her brother.

"They can't be _awful_ tame, else they wouldn't run away with Uncle
Frank's cows," declared the little girl.

"That's right!" laughed Uncle Frank. "I guess we won't bring any
Indians here, Curlytop, even if we catch 'em, which we may not do as
they have a good start of us. Anyhow we'll have to turn the Redmen
back to their reservation where they belong if we get any of them.
We'll just take my cattle and horses away, if we can, and tell the
Indians to go home and be good."

"Will they do it?" asked Daddy Martin.

"It's hard to say," answered Uncle Frank. "I'd like to make 'em stop