"Baxter at liberty may mean trouble for father and for us."
"I begin to see now what Dan Baxter meant," ejaculated Tom suddenly. "I'll wager he knew all along what his father and the friend were up to."
"I wonder who the stranger was? He must have been a very skillful forger to forge the governor's signature and the other signatures too."
"He must be some old pal to Baxter. Don't you remember father said Baxter was thick with several fellows in the West before he came out here?"
"Let us write to father about this at once."
This was agreed to, and Dick began to pen the letter without delay.
While he was at work Sam came in and was acquainted with the news.
"It's just like the Baxters," said the youngest Rover. "After this, I'll be prepared to expect anything of them. I'd like to know where he has gone? Perhaps out West."
"Out West?" cried Dick and Tom simultaneously.
"Certainly. Didn't he swear to get the best of us regarding that mine matter?"
"By gum!" murmured Tom. "Dick, we can't send that letter any too quick. Perhaps we had better telegraph."