“And I wonder what we’ll do?” added Ned.
Those of you who care to know, may learn by reading the next volume of the series, which will be called “The Motor Boys on the Border; Or, Sixty Nuggets of Gold,” a strange tale of the Far West and of Canada.
“Well,” remarked the professor, “I think I will——” He stopped suddenly, sprang to a small table, and clapped his hand down on it so suddenly that he upset a pitcher of lemonade, which spilled all over Bob.
“Ouch! Ugh!” gasped the fat lad. “What’s the matter?”
“I just caught a most rare specimen of a red-winged fly,” answered the professor, pulling out a specimen box and imprisoning the luckless insect.
“But—l-l-look at me!” gasped Bob. “I’m all wet!”
“Never mind, it’s a hot day, and you aren’t the only lemon in the house,” laughed Jerry, as he helped his chum dry himself.
Of course Professor Snodgrass apologized, and made amends by helping squeeze more lemons. And then, sitting about, he and the boys discussed their adventures on the trip after the radium treasure. And now, for a time, we will say good-bye to them.
THE END