"That's an easy one," declared the much amused ranchman.
"Well, why do they jump?" asked the impatient Vi.
"I'll tell you," returned Cowboy Jack seriously. "They jump because their legs are so long that, when they try to walk, they tumble over their own feet. Do you see how that is?"
"No-o, I don't," said Vi slowly. "But if it is so, why don't they have shorter legs?"
"Jump—Never mind!" ejaculated Cowboy Jack. "You got me that time. I reckon I'll let your daddy do the answering. You fixed me, first off."
So Vi never did find out why grasshoppers had such long legs that they had to jump instead of walk. It puzzled her a good deal. She asked everybody in the car, and nobody seemed able to explain—not even Daddy Bunker himself.
"Well," murmured Vi at last, "I never did hear of such—such iggerance. There doesn't seem to be anybody knows anything."
"I should think you'd know a few things yourself, Vi, so as not to be always asking," criticized her twin.
Daddy Bunker was much amused by this. But the next moment the wheels on one side of the car jumped high over a clod of hard earth, and daddy had to grab quick at Mun Bun or he might have been jounced completely out of the car.
"What are you trying to do, Mun Bun?" demanded daddy sharply.