"Where have they gone, and what do they intend to do?"
"Nobody seems to know. They took a good supply of clothing with them and also their guns."
"Ah! No doubt they intend to sell their guns in order to obtain money to pay their way," observed Oscar.
"There's no need of that," answered Sam. "I don't know whether or not Frank had any money, but Leon had a pocketful of it. His grandfather, of late years, has made it a point to give Leon a hundred dollars every Christmas. Unfortunately, the money was deposited in the bank to Leon's credit, and all he had to do was to present his book and draw the funds."
"My gracious!" exclaimed Oscar, "what a scamp that boy must be!"
"He wouldn't be so bad if it wasn't for Frank. He is the one who has led Leon into all this trouble. Now, let me ask you a few questions. What luck have you had? Your last letter made me believe that you had some good news for me."
"And so I have," replied Oscar. "I have had the best of luck, and, if nothing unforeseen happens, I shall be on my way to the plains by a week from to-night."
"You don't tell me so!" cried Sam, whose astonishment and delight were almost unbounded. "How was it all brought about?"
"I can hardly tell you, for the truth is I have lived in such a state of excitement and bewilderment ever since I have been away that I hardly knew whether I stood on my head or my heels. In the first place, I was completely upset by the attentions that were shown me when I arrived in Yarmouth. The officers of the college and this museum committee took me in charge at once. They wouldn't let me go to a hotel, as I wanted to do, but President Potter—he is not a crazy man, Sam—took me to his home and kept me there. The next day I was shown over the university, and all the students looked at me as if I had been some rare specimen of taxidermy. I went into their museum, and I tell you what's a fact, Sam—my specimens beat theirs all to pieces."
"I am glad to hear it," said Sam.