CHAPTER XXXVIII.
A BIG SHEEP FARM.

AH! bah!” went Rick

one morning.

“ Bah! bah!” was Ralph’s
echoing cry.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“ That means,” exclaim-
ed Uncle Nat, “that you
are expecting to start for
that big sheep farm to-day,
and we will go as soon as
you are ready. We have
a long ride in the cars,
and then another piece
to travel by horse-power,
and it will take us the
most of three days. An
old friend, Mr. Bright, will
then meet us and take us

 

in his team.”

A DOG RAN UP AND BARKED AT THEM.

The journey was con-
tinued as planned, and Mr. Bright met them at the appointed place.
He was a broad-shouldered, full-bearded man, his face and hands well

tanned by exposure to the sun, his manner very energetic, and his
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