“Nothing much has happened since we left, as the cow-puncher said when he killed the ranch-manager in the owner’s absence. We have made our trip around in two or three days’ less time than I had estimated, but, looking back over it, I cannot say just how it all happened. We certainly have been busy traveling. In ninety days we will have finished what is estimated to be 5,280 miles, under all sorts of transport—steam, paddle, sail, and good old North American foot-work.
“The boys are all safe and sound, bigger and better than when I took them over, so I don’t see what you can say against your erring brother after this.
“How did the youngsters behave? Well, I’ll tell you when I see you. They were fine, and that’s all about it. They send their love, and so do I, and some or all of us will see you with the first boat north from Skagway. Rob has a full diary, and John a good sketch map, so they’ll be loaded for you all right.
“Do I renew my promise never to take them on another trip? Of course I remember that promise, but can I manage to keep it, now that these chaps are such good travelers? I don’t know. Well, suppose we talk that over when we meet again?
“From your affectionate brother
“Dick.”
THE END
Transcriber’s Notes:
1. Minor changes have been made to correct typesetter’s errors; otherwise, every effort has been made to remain true to the author’s words and intent.
2. In the list of illustrations, the page reference for the second illustration was incorrect; this has been changed to refer to the correct facing page.