“I don’t know what good they’ll do us though,” said Fred.
“Why not?” demanded John. “If we can catch one we can have it to eat.”
“That’s all right,” said Fred, “but how are you going to cook it without fire?”
“We’ll build one of course.”
“Without matches?”
“Pop has some matches. Haven’t you, Pop?” inquired John.
“Why, certainly,” said George with a great air of importance. “I have everything of that kind. Wasn’t I the fellow who had the compass too? I keep a diary and I have a compass and I have some matches in a waterproof box. Who says that I’m not a good man to have on any party?”
“Oh, you’re a fine fellow all right,” laughed Grant. “Personally I don’t know what good your compass will do us though. Your matches are all right and I advise you to be very careful with them.”
“Leave that to me,” said George. “I’ll be careful all right.”
“Who’s going to catch these goats?” demanded Fred.