"Our father is out in Montana now," Frank remarked.
"You don't say! And whereabouts in Montana is he?"
"He's at a mining camp. It's a queer-sounding place called Lucky Bottom."
Jad Wilson's eyes widened.
"Lucky Bottom!" he exclaimed. "Can you beat that?"
"Why?"
"Lucky Bottom is right near the place where Bart Dawson run away with all our gold."
"Isn't that a strange coincidence!" ejaculated Mrs. Hardy.
"It shore is," agreed Jad Wilson. "Mighty strange. To think that he should be in the very place where we lost our fortune. It's a small world, ain't it?"
"What kind of place is Lucky Bottom?" asked Frank.