"Shall we get any cookies out on the cattle ranch?" asked Nan. "If we
don't, Flossie and Freddie will miss them."
"Oh, they have cooks on ranches, same as they do in lumber camps,"
Bert declared. "I saw a picture once of a Chinese cook on a cattle
ranch."
"Can a Chinaman cook?" asked Nan, in surprise. "I thought they could
only iron shirts and collars."
"Some Chinese are very good cooks," explained Mr. Bobbsey. "And Bert
is right when he says that on some ranches in the West a Chinese man
does the cooking. I don't know whether we shall find one where we are
going or not."
"Are we going to the lumber tract first, or to the ranch?" asked Bert.
"To where the big trees grow," answered his father. "The tract your
mother is going to own is near a place called Lumberville. It is
several hundred miles north and west of Chicago. We will stop off
there, and go on later to the ranch. That is near a place called
Cowdon."
"What funny names," laughed Bert. "Lumberville and Cowdon. You would
think they were named after the trees and the cows.
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