“I hope so,” Jerry added. “I wonder if Ned will come back for the rest of the season?”
“Bet he’ll stay in Cresville now that Jess is there.”
“Well the summer is almost over,” said Bob a little sorrowfully. “Of course we can’t expect to foil a gang of wreckers again, but I hope there’ll be something just as lively.”
There was, and the boys had what they considered even better fun than centred around the lighthouse. Their further doings will be told of in the next volume, to be called, “The Motor Boys in Strange Waters; or, Lost in a Floating Forest.”
“Come on,” said Bob, after a pause. “Let’s go out in the boat for a spin. It’s a fine day.”
“A little lonesome without Ned, though.”
“Well, we’ll see him again, soon.”
They went down to the dock, where they found Salt Water Sam gazing contemplatively into the water. He was softly singing to himself:
“The Mary Jane, she was a ship
As fine as one could wish.
I used to sail the seas in her,
And sometimes I would fish.
One day when I was sailing
I chanced to catch a shark.
I put him on exhibit
In a little seaside park!”