“Will you remain long in San Francisco?” asked Oliver.
“Only long enough to get my cargo. But if I can be of service to you I’ll stay a week,” added the captain quickly.
“I only wanted to know where the mining boards and stock companies are located.”
“Most of them are on Montgomery and Pine Streets. You’ll find them in the directory.”
“Then that’s all I want to know for the present.”
The time seemed to drag now, so impatient were the boys to set foot on shore. Mr. Whyland could not help but smile at both of them, though he himself was also very eager to have the voyage over.
But all journeys must come to an end, and one fine morning the Polly Eliza dropped anchor just outside of one of the many wharves.
Then the boat took them and Mr. Whyland ashore. They were not long in scrambling up the dock.
“San Francisco at last!” cried Oliver.