"Well, that's over," said Mr. Pertell, with a sigh of relief, as he and his company of players prepared to return to New York. A throng of curious bystanders, attracted by the actors and actresses, gathered about the burning auto at the foot of the cliff. As it was of no further service it was left there. "Well, ladies and gentlemen," announced Mr. Pertell to his assembled company a few days after the auto film had been made, "I am ready now to tell you something of my plans for the Western trip. Arrangements have been about completed, and we leave in a few days." "Where are we going?" asked Mr. DeVere. "Our first destination will be a place called Rocky Ranch," the manager went on. "It is a typical Western place, with some broad prairie stretches, and yet near enough to the mountains for diversified scenes. There will be cowboy and Indian pictures to be made, and----" "_Wild_ Indians?" Mr. Sneed wanted to know. "Not wild enough to scalp you," returned the manager. "And can I have a gun?" little Tommy cried. "Indeed and you won't!" said his grandmother, quickly. "Well, you can be cowboy and have a lasso," promised the manager. "Oh, goodie!" Tommy exclaimed, dancing about in delight. "In this play," went on Mr. Pertell, "I want to get scenes showing our progress West, so we will be rather longer on the trip than otherwise. We will wait over on some trains, to make views in particularly good spots. So you may get ready for the journey. Our Eastern scenes are all made, and I want to thank and congratulate you all on their success. It was the good acting of all of you that made the films what they are." Preparations for the big trip went on apace. Properties and baggage were gotten in readiness, and Ruth and Alice spent days going over their clothes, to decide what to take and what to leave behind. "Though if I'm to be a cowgirl, and ride ponies, I don't suppose I'll want this," said Alice, holding up a filmy white dress. "Better take it," advised Ruth, who was seated tailor-fashion before a trunk, which she was packing. "It crushes too easily," objected the other. "Fold it around some heavier things," suggested Ruth, "and don't put it in the trunk until the last thing. Oh, I believe I've put my suede slippers in the bottom, and I'll want them to-night. Well, I'll have to dig 'em out, I guess," she sighed. "No, there they are!" cried Alice, fishing them out from under a pile of stockings. "What have you in them?" she asked her sister, as she saw the slippers were filled with something. "I always stuff the toes with old stockings," said Ruth. "It keeps them out almost as well as if I used shoe-trees." "Good idea," laughed her sister. The packing was over, the trunks were at the station and also was gathered there the moving picture company. "Ho, for the West!" cried Russ, who was standing with Paul, Ruth and Alice.