The snow, as Uncle John had predicted, had all been left behind them.

After dinner they took a walk through the pretty town and were caught in the dark before they could get back.
The twilights are very brief in Albuquerque.
"This is a very old town," remarked Uncle John.

"It was founded by a Spanish adventurer named Cabrillo in the seventeenth century, long before the United States came into existence.

But of course it never amounted to anything until the railroad was built." Next day they were sitting in a group before the hotel when a man was seen approaching them with shuffling steps.

Uncle John looked at him closely and Mumbles leaped from Patsy's lap and rushed at the stranger with excited barks.
"Why, it's Wampus," said Mr.Merrick.