Indian Trouble

Across the country via motor car go the Blooms. Mama, Papa, Sarah and Sydney, and Yata and Harold. All bound for a happy vacation together, the first in 25 years. Just now we find them, and that is we find Mama and Papa somewhere in Arizona.

Papa is driving with Mama's help. Jay. Jake, it says right here, is where the desert starts. But I don't see any domes. Domes Mama. Yeah. Why should there be domes? You mean boom. Are we looking for city guards that you should want domes?

In the middle of the desert you shouldn't expect city guards, James. In the middle of the desert, mama, you can expect anything, even Indian. A heartjake's up foolish. General Kastad killed all the Indians. He did not.

Don't I give it to book, James? Mama, there are Indians here. The man back at the mother caught Stadshaw. Lots of Indians. All right, so they are Indians. Jay? Yeah, Becky. Are you sure beyond the right road?

Sure, sure, sure, sure. The man said they go to the right when we came to the little white house. So, that's the way we are going. The way we are going. It don't look right, Jake.

Mama, how can you tell what looks right and what don't look right when Jake's ever been here before? What's wrong, might look right and what's right, might look wrong. Stop, Jake, and we'll give a look at the map.

Look at the maps we won't be doing any good, Becky. the side, man. Then we look at the man to sleep and get them folded up again. Jake, I am sure they are going wrong. Look at the road, nothing but sand. Maybe we should at least be going along one that could be a little better. The man said they was all good