"Then he must have gone to Alaska," said Dick.
The youths had already learned that the ticket Tom had purchased had been for Skagway. At that point, so the agent had told them, a connection could be made for the White Pass and Yukon Route.
"That's the way Tom would go—if he wanted to get up to where that moving picture was taken," said Dick. "That's the land of gold—and also ice and snow."
"I guess the best thing we can do, Dick, is to get to Juneau and Skagway as soon as we can."
"It would seem so, Sam. It's a pretty long journey."
"So it is, but what else is there to do? We don't want poor Tom to become hopelessly lost, and in such a far-away country as that."
"If the travel wasn't so awfully heavy we'd have a better chance to locate Tom," went on Dick. "But with the steamers so loaded it is pretty hard to find anybody just by a description."
As the boys had both left Ashton in a hurry they had but few things with them. In the Hendricks car they traveled around Seattle, purchasing such things as they needed.
"I don't suppose Tom has much clothing," said Sam. "Poor fellow, I do hope he doesn't go away up North where it is so cold!"
"I've got to send some word home and to New York," said Dick, after the shopping was over.