Stationary houses begin to seem tame. I hope the trip won't
spoil us all, and make vagabonds of us for the rest of our
lives."
We were reluctant to leave this camp the next morning, but
knew that we must be moving on. It was but a few miles to the
town of Buffalo Gap, and we passed through it before noon.
"There are more varmints," cried Ollie, as we were driving
through the town. They were in a cage in front of a store, and we
stopped to see them.
"What are they?" one of us asked the man who seemed to own
them.
"Bob-cats," he answered, promptly.
"Must be a Buffalo Gap name for wild-cats," said Jack, as we
drove on, "because that's what they are."
Ollie had gone into a store to buy some cans of fruit, and
when he came out he looked much bewildered.
[Illustration: A Lesson in Finance]
"I think," he said, "that that man must be crazy, or
something. There were thirty cents coming to me in change. He
tossed out a quarter and said, 'Two bits,' and then a dime and
said, 'Short bit--thank you,' and closed up the drawer and
started off.
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