Maw Smith became acquainted with Casey and followed him about with a detailed recital of her family history, which she thought would make a real exciting book.

What Casey thought I must not tell you.
That night Casey patched tires and tubes.

He had to, you see, or go crazy.
Next morning he listened to the departure of the Smith family and the Smith goats, and prayed that their tires would hold out even as far as Bagdad,--though I don't see why, since there was no garage in Bagdad, or anything else but a flag station.
That afternoon at three o'clock, they came back again! And Casey neglected to send Juan after the tub to water the goats.

Wherefore paw sent Humbolt, and watered the goats himself from Casey's barrel and seemed peevish because he must.

Maw Smith came after coffee again, and helped herself with no more formality than a shrill, "I'm borrying some more coffee!" sent to Casey out in front.
That night Casey patched tires and tubes.
At six o'clock Smith pounded on the back door and called in to Casey that he would have to have some gas before he started.