thought maybe we boys would want to go, too."
"Wow! All to the merry!" cried Phil, and leaping out of the willow chair he occupied, he turned a "cart-wheel" on the lawn. "Say, this fits in better than a set of new teeth, doesn't it?" he went on, enthusiastically.
"When is this grand tour to come off?" asked Roger.
"It starts about the middle of July—just two weeks from to-day. The plan is to spend about four weeks in and around the Park, seeing every thing thoroughly. You know there are some fine, comfortable hotels there, and folks like Mrs. Wadsworth don't like to travel in a hurry."
"Going through the Park would certainly be a great trip," said Roger. "And especially with the girls."
"We could travel with them as far as—let me see, what's the name of the place—oh, yes, Livingston. That's where they leave the main line of the railroad to go on the little branch to the Park."
"Well, if they spent four weeks in the Park that would give us plenty of time to hunt for the mine," said Phil, thoughtfully. "But it would be a big job."
"And a dangerous one," added Roger. "Remember, where there have been several landslides
