rough mining clothing for more presentable suits.
"And now for a first-class, six-course dinner!" cried Phil. "I say, doesn't it feel good to get back to civilization again!"
"It certainly does," answered Dave. "But I'll feel more at home when we join the folks in the Park."
"Huh! you're thinking of Jessie!" cried the shipowner's son, slyly, and at this "knock" Dave blushed deeply.
The boys had hardly eaten their dinner when there came a telegram from Senator Morr.
"Listen to this, boys!" cried Roger, and read the following:
"Good news received and we are much delighted. You boys are certainly wonders. Will await letter with interest."
"I wish I could have seen mother's face when dad read my message to her," went on the senator's son, wistfully. Later on he received a letter written by both his parents in which they told of the joy the news had brought. Later still, the newly-located mine was opened, under the directions of Abe Blower and Tom Dillon, and the three claims were thrown into one, a stock-company being formed for that purpose, with Senator Morr as president. Both Dave and Phil were
