Lemming, on being put through the “third degree,” had wilted and confessed how the boys had been shanghaied and put on Captain Garrish’s schooner. This had relieved some of the agony of the boys’ parents as showing that the boys were probably still alive, though of course they did not know but what they had perished in the hold of starvation. Captain Garrish had not yet returned from his voyage, and the telegrams from St. John’s were the first inklings that the parents had that the boys had survived their perilous adventure.
The treasure which amounted to many thousands of dollars was duly divided and placed in the bank to be at the disposal of the boys when they should reach the age of twenty-one.
A few days after their return, Bobby and Fred were together, and Bobby took from his pocket the walrus tooth that had served as a token.
“Poor old Takyak!” he murmured.
“He was a good old scout,” said Fred.
“Wonder if we’ll ever have any more adventures as stirring as those up north,” mused Bobby.
“I doubt it,” replied Fred.
But many stirring adventures were still to come, and what some of them were will be related in the next volume, to be called: “Bobby Blake on Mystery Mountain; or, The Treasure Chest of Black Rock.”
The boys gazed long at the token, their minds busy with the memories that thronged upon them.
“What would you sell it for?” asked Fred,