"Why not, Uncle Frank?"

"Oh, you might get hurt."

"Well, can I see the Indians after you catch 'em?"

"Oh, yes, I guess I can promise you _that_," and Uncle Frank smiled at
Daddy Martin.

"And can I ask them to make me a bow and arrows?" went on Teddy.

"Yes, you can _ask_ them, but I don't believe they will," Uncle
Frank replied. "These Indians aren't very nice. They're quite bad, in
fact, and we all wish they'd stay where they belong and not come off
their reservation and steal our cattle and horses."

"Well, I'm going to ask one to make me a bow and some arrows when
you catch 'em," decided Teddy.

That afternoon Teddy saw his sister trying to do something with bits
of string and sticks in a shady spot on the porch.

"What are you making, Jan," he asked. "A cat's cradle?"

"Pooh! you don't make a cat's cradle with sticks," said the little
girl.

"Well, I thought maybe it was a new kind, or maybe a _kitten's_
cradle," laughed Teddy.