"Is them car tracks ?" "A car could be a hundred and fifty miles away by now," said Wid.
They passed on to Wid Gardner's gate.

It was wide open.

There were wheel tracks there, also, of some sort.
The ruin of this homestead also was complete.

The last stack of hay, the barn, house, all, were burned to the ground.
"Well, that's all I want here," said Wid, sighing.

"We'll stop at your place for a spell, Sim--that's the best thing we can do." "But look here!" he went on, his eyes running along the ground.