“And I am to see you.”
But it is becoming delicate ground, and we will retire.
Our friends remained several days at Mr. Underwood’s, during which, Jim explained that his famous “gold trick” consisted in looking upon an opponent as a gold mine, and using his pick accordingly, and George, having received the strongest confirmation of the true, womanly love of Marian for himself, he revealed to her the wonderful success which he had met among the mountains, with the Enchanted Island, and he assured her of his intention to complete his preparatory course, and enter his chosen field—the sacred ministry.
When they parted, they were betrothed, and their future was painted in the roseate colors of hope and youth.
A few days later, as the steamer El Dorado steamed through the Golden Gate, down the great Pacific, she carried among her motley passengers the three who have occupied so prominent a part in these pages. The trip to New York was made safely and pleasantly, and without any incident worthy of record.
Edwin, as a matter of course, resumed his studies, and Jim Tubbs settled down with his old mother, whom he had left behind, and who had sustained herself during his absence by weak tea, a strong pipe, and tremendous washing and ironing.
George carried out his intentions in every respect; the debts due his creditors, with interest, were paid to the last cent; and he and his wife are located in the Pacific Slope in the noble young State of California, engaged heart and hand in their great Master’s work.
THE END.
DIME POCKET NOVELS.