"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 given stock in the mining company, and it paid very well.
"Now, if only your father can hold his position," said Dave, to Roger, one day, "your folks will be well fixed."
"He is going to try to hold it, in spite of his political enemies," answered Roger. And this Senator Morr eventually did, being elected to another term at Washington.
It was a happy day for the three boys when they bade good-by to Abe Blower and Tom Dillon and left Butte to go to Yellowstone Park. The old miners were sorry to part with the lads.
"Never mind, we'll be back here some day!" cried Roger.