Joe too had an old fiddle of his father's on which he could scrape with joy to himself, and with more or less agony to others, the dance tunes of local celebrity, the "Red River Jig," picked up from his father, "Money Musk" and "The Deil Amang the Tailors," the two latter from Dan Monroe at the country dances.
In due time the car, packed with the Gwynne household goods and treasures and in charge of the two superlatively happy boys, with Rosie and Rover to aid in providing them with sustenance and protection, set forth, Westward Ho! Mr.Gwynne rode in the caboose of the train to which his car was attached.

Mrs.Gwynne and the girls were to follow by passenger train and would doubtless be found awaiting them on their arrival at Winnipeg.
The journey westward was to the boys full of interest and adventure.
At Toronto they picked up a stowaway, who, taking advantage of their absence, boarded the car and made himself a bed behind some bales of hay.

Upon discovery by Rover, he made so piteous an appeal for refuge from some pursuing terror which he declined to specify, that the boys agreed to conceal him a night and a day till they were well on their way along the north shore of Lake Superior.

When Larry's conscience made further concealment a burden greater than could be borne, Mr.Gwynne was taken into the boys' confidence and, after protest, agreed to make arrangement with the railroad authorities whereby Sam--for that was the stowaway's name--might retain his place in the car.
He was a poor, wretched creature, reminding Larry of the scarecrow which he had put up in their garden the summer before.

He was thin beyond anything the boys had ever seen.