“Mebby he’s only postponed it.”
“Mebby, but I reckon we won’t know till to-morrow.”
CHAPTER III.
THE LEGEND OF THE UMSASKIS.
The boys were at the station the next morning when the train from Boston pulled in.
“There he is,” Jack shouted as he caught sight of his friend as he stood bag in hand on the car platform.
Another moment and the three were shaking hands heartily together.
“It’s a treat for sore eyes to see you again,” Jack declared.
“And I’m mighty glad to see you.”
“Well, let’s get over to the house and you can tell us all about it,” Bob said.
Their car was waiting at the station platform and it was only a few minutes’ ride to their home, so in less than twenty minutes from the time the train had pulled in they were sitting on the porch listening to Rex’s story.