One day, just at dusk, they rolled into Las Cruces and, after a little inquiry found Mr. Douglass, who was very glad to see Tommy.
“I will be glad to take care of him for the present,” he said.
[CHAPTER XIII]
THE COLORED MAN’S GHOST
The travelers found the town where Tommy’s friend lived such a pleasant place that they spent several days there. It was a thriving place, and the auto was a source of endless wonder to most of the inhabitants, who had never seen one.
Had the boys wished they could have made considerable money taking parties out in the car for short trips, but they knew they had a long journey before them and they wished to save the machine all they could. It needed some repairs which were made by the local blacksmith, and then the travelers were ready to move forward again.
“I don’t know how to thank you for all you did for me,” said Tommy, as the boys were leaving. “You saved my life. Maybe I will have a chance to do you a good turn some day. If I have, you can bet I’ll do it.”
“We know you will, Tommy,” said Jerry. “Well, good-by. I hope we see you again.”
“Same here!” exclaimed Bob and Ned.