CHAPTER V
VON MINDEN
That evening, after the little fire had burned to a bed of coals, Ernest said: "About time for the stuff to have come from St. Louis."
"I've been thinking of that," returned Roger. "And we've nearly run through the Prebles' extra supplies. Why don't you go in to Archer's Springs and bring a load out. Dick is planning to go day after to-morrow."
"Wouldn't you rather go?" asked Ernest.
"Not if I can help it."
"Thank heaven!" exclaimed Ernest. "I was afraid you'd want the job, and even Archer's Springs would look good to me!"
Roger laughed and slapped Ernest on the shoulder. "You homesick Dutchman! Crazy for the mail, aren't you? There must be something there from Austin. I'm glad you want to go, for I'd hate the trip. Let's turn in!"