Fairview boys on a ranch, or, Riding with the cowboys - Tim And Angi

GREAT NEWS 13
'That settles it for two of us anyway," exulted Frank.
"It doesn't just exactly settle it, of course," remarked Bob.
"But I'm 'most sure that dad will let me go. He hasn't forgotten
that he was a boy once himself."
"Now all we have to do is to make sure that Sammy can
go, too," said Frank.
"And find his gold mine," put in Bob, slyly.
"I'll write home right away and find out," declared Sammy.
"Do you think your folks will let you go?" asked Frank.
"Of course they will," put in Bob, confidently. "They let
him come from <strong>Fairview</strong> to this place, didn't they? Why
won't they be willing then to let him go out West?"
"That's quite another thing," said Sammy, doubtfully.
"They know that if I got sick here or anything happened to
me they could get to me in a few hours. Then, too, they know
your mother and feel perfectly safe as long as I'm staying here
"
with her. But out West, it's hundreds of miles away
"Hundreds!" exclaimed Bob, scornfully. "It's thousands
of miles away, that's what it is!"
"How many thousands, smarty?" asked Sammy, a little
roiled at the interruption.
"It must be ten thousand anyway," returned Bob positively.
"Ten thousand, your grandmother!" retorted Sammy. "It
isn't half as far as that to the Pacific Ocean."
Bob would have liked to contradict him, but geography was
not one of his strong points and he thought it might be a little
better to stay silent.
"As I was saying," went on Sammy, throwing out his chest
a little, "there isn't any telling what the folks may think about
my going so far away. But I'll get some paper and a pen and
write to them this very minute."
"Why not send a telegram?" suggested Frank. "It'll take