“I begin to feel homesick already,” declared Jo.
“We will stop in Kansas,” said Juarez, his face brightening, “and see my folks.”
“Certainly we will,” agreed Jim.
“I bet Juanita has grown into a young lady,” remarked Juarez.
“Your father and mother will be plumb glad to see you,” said Jo.
“You fellows, too; they think just as much of you as they do of me. And they ought to, seeing how you and Captain Graves rescued Juanita from the Indians in Colorado.”
“Will we stop and see the captain in his cabin on the Plateau?” asked Tom eagerly.
“Sure,” declared Jim. “We will spend a few days with him. He is too old a friend to pass by.”
“Won’t it be great!” exclaimed Jo. “What will the folks and all the fellars think when they see us coming on our chargers down the main street of Maysville?”
“I reckon about everybody will take to the woods. Think it is band of wild Indians coming down on them.”