Comrades of the Saddle - The Young Rough Riders of the Plains by Frank V. Webster
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which lay between Tolopah and the ranch seemed scarcely one.
CHAPTER V THE HALF-MOON RANCH As the boys drew rein in front of the broad, vine-covered piazza of the ranch house they were greeted by Mr. and Mrs. Wilder, "Well, it does seem good to see some one from home," exclaimed the latter as she shook the hands of Tom and Larry. "It sure does," asserted her husband. "Wish you'd brought your father and mother with you. What in the world started them off to Scotland?" Quickly the brothers explained. "Well, well! So Uncle Darwent really had some money," commented Mrs. Wilder. "I'm real glad, though of course it isn't as though your father needed any more. I should have thought you boys would have wanted to go with them." "Not when we could spend the summer on your ranch," returned Larry. "But we began to be afraid we would be obliged to go, and we should have if the telegram had been any later. No time ever seemed so long as when we were waiting for your answer." |
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