eets of Cresco," said Mrs. Martin. "But
finish your suppers, children. Others are waiting to use the table and
we must not keep them too long."

There were many travelers going West--not all as far as the Curlytops
though--and as there was not room in the dining-car for all of them to
sit down at once they had to take turns. That is why the waiter made
one, two, and sometimes three calls for each meal, as he went through
the different coaches.

Supper over, the Martins went back to their place in the coach in which
they had ridden all day. They would soon go into the beds, or berths, as
they are called, to sleep all night. In the morning they would be
several hundred miles nearer Uncle Frank's ranch.

The electric lights were turned on, and then, for a while, Jan, Ted and
the others sat and talked.

They talked about the fun they had had when at Cherry Farm, of the good
times camping with grandpa and how they were snowed in, when they
wondered what had become of the strange lame boy who had called at Mr.
Martin's store one day.

"I wish Hal Chester could come out West with us," said Teddy, as the
porter came to tell them he would soon make up their beds. "He'd like to
hunt Indians with me."

Hal was a boy who had been cured of lameness at a Home for Crippled
Children, not far from Cherry Farm.

"I suppose you'll _dream_ of Indians," said Teddy's mother to him.
"You've _talked_ about them all day. But get ready for bed, now.
Traveling is tiresome for little folks."

Indeed after the first day Ted and Janet found it so. They wished, more
than once, that they could get out and run about, but they could not
except when the train stopped longer than usual in some big city. Then
their father would take them to the platform for a little run up and
down.

True they could walk up and down the aisle of the car, but this was not
much fun, as the coach swayed so they were tossed against the sides of
the seats and bruised.

"I'll be glad when we get to Uncle Frank's ranch," said Janet as she
crawled into the berth above her mother, who slept with Trouble.

"So'll I," agreed Teddy, who climbed up the funny little ladder to go to
bed in the berth above his father. "I want a pony ride!"

On through the night rumbled and roared the train, the whistle sounding
mournfully in the darkness as the engineer blew it at the crossings.

Ted and Janet were sleeping soundly, Janet dreaming she had a new doll,
dressed like an India