The Volcano.
AS soon as Billy and Stubby were sure they were not being followed they stopped to rest and to form new plans.
“Stubby, what in the world are you carrying in your mouth?”
Dropping it so that he could answer, Stubby replied, “A nice, large piece of beef.”
“Beef! Where did you get any beef, I should like to know.”
“Well, you see I can’t live on grass and roots as you can and as I was pretty hungry, I took my chance of getting stoned and stole this piece as we ran by the smoke-house. Didn’t you notice the little house in the clump of bushes near the side of the corral wall?”
“No, I did not see it, or know that you were behind me until just now, for you did not bark, and I expected I would have to wait awhile for you to join me, but now I see that you had your mouth so full you could not bark. You go ahead and make a good supper of your steak and I will make mine of these tender, green leaves.”