"Well, I think we can trust to Uncle Frank," said Mr. Martin. "But if you get too hungry, Teddy, you can go out and lasso a beefsteak or catch a bear or deer and have him for breakfast."
"Is there bears out there, too?" asked Janet in a good deal of excitement. "Bears and Indians?"
"Well, there may be a few bears here and there," her father said with a smile, "but they won't hurt you if you don't hurt them. Now we'll go and see what they have for supper here."
To the dining-car they went, and as they passed through one of the coaches on their way Teddy and Janet heard a woman say to her little girl:
"Look at those Curlytops, Ethel. Don't you wish you could have some of their curl put into your hair?"
It was evening and the sun was setting. As the train sped along the Curlytops could look through the windows off across the fields and woods through which they passed.
"Isn't it just wonderful," said Mother Martin, "to think of sitting down to a nice meal which is being cooked for us while the train goes so fast? Imagine, children, how, years ago, the cowboys and hunters had to go on horses all the distance out West, and carry their food on their pony's back or in a wagon called a prairie schooner. How much easier and quicker and more comfortable it is to travel this way."
"I'd like to ride on a pony," said Teddy. "I wouldn't care how slow he went."
"I imagine you wouldn't like it when night came," said his mother, as she moved a plate so the waiter could set glasses of milk in front of the children. "You wouldn't like to sleep on the ground with only a blanket for a bed, would you?"
"'Deed I would!" declared Teddy. "I wish I had—"