We'll get to Chicago in a night and a day.
We will stop off there and visit the stockyards, and collect a few squeals for souvenirs." "No, we won't!" declared Patsy, positively.
"We might sell Mumbles to some Chicago sausage factory," remarked the Major, "but not for two whole dollars.

He wouldn't make more than half a pound at twenty cents the pound." "There are other sights to be seen in Chicago," continued Uncle John.
"Anyhow, we'll stop off long enough to get rested.

Then on to Denver and Pike's Peak." "That sounds good," said Patsy.
"At Denver," said Uncle John, "we will take a touring car and cross the mountains in it.

There are good roads all the way from there to California." "Who told you so ?" demanded the Major.
"No one.

It's a logical conclusion, for I've lived in the West and know the prairie roads are smoother than boulevards.