At her biting remark, I thought Grandpa was going to blow up. He snorted like Daisy, our milk cow, when she had seen a booger.
I crawled up in the buggy box with my dogs and hung my feet out. Grandma came over and asked me about warm clothes.
I told her I had plenty. She kissed me good-bye and we were on our way.
Chapter - XV
OVER A DIM ROCKY ROAD, IN A NORTHEASTERLY DIRECTION, our buggy moved on.
I noticed that the road stayed at the edge of the foothills, but always in sight of the river.
About the middle of the afternoon we stopped at a small stream to water the team.
Papa asked Grandpa if he intended to go all the way to the campground before stopping.
“No,” he said, “I figure to put up for the night when we reach Bluebird Creek.
With a good early start in the morning we can make the campgrounds in plenty of time to pitch our tent and set up camp.”
Late that evening we reached Bluebird Creek. We didn’t set up our tent. With a tarp we made a lean-to and built a large fire out in front of it.
While Grandpa fed and watered the team, Papa and I carried our bedding to the shelter and made down our beds.
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