| “I’m glad you’re here. I hope you’ll stay. I’ll miss you much When you’re away.” |
“Hurrah, Songbird, that certainly sounds natural!” cried Sam Rover, slapping his old chum on the shoulder. “You’ll have to give us more of that later on.”
“I haven’t spent much time on verses the last few years, Sam,” answered Songbird. “I’ve been too busy attending to business. But maybe I’ll get back to it while loafing around the ranch,” he added.
“Are any other people coming to the ranch?”
“Yes, one other person. And I think you’ll be very much surprised to see him.”
“Who is that?”
“Oh, you had better wait until he arrives,” returned Songbird Powell, and began to grin as though the thought of what was coming pleased him.
The older persons and the girls waited until all the boys were safely in the saddle, and then Songbird Powell started the automobile.
“I’m leaving them in your care, Joe,” he called back to his foreman, as he moved along. “Bring ’em to the ranch in safety.”