"Though if I'm to be a cowgirl, and ride ponies, I don't suppose I'll want this," said Alice, holding up a filmy white dress.
"Better take it," advised Ruth, who was seated tailor-fashion before a trunk, which she was packing.
"It crushes too easily," objected the other.
"Fold it around some heavier things," suggested Ruth, "and don't put it in the trunk until the last thing. Oh, I believe I've put my suede slippers in the bottom, and I'll want them to-night. Well, I'll have to dig 'em out, I guess," she sighed.
"No, there they are!" cried Alice, fishing them out from under a pile of stockings. "What have you in them?" she asked her sister, as she saw the slippers were filled with something.
"I always stuff the toes with old stockings," said Ruth. "It keeps them out almost as well as if I used shoe-trees."
"Good idea," laughed her sister.
The packing was over, the trunks were at the station and also was gathered there the moving picture company.
"Ho, for the West!" cried Russ, who was standing with Paul, Ruth and Alice.
"All aboard!" called Mr. Pertell. And, as they moved off toward the train Russ, turning, saw a man staring after the players.