In a few minutes they knocked off work for the day, and while Joe was washing up, Captain Beasley came on board and greeted Dick in his usual breezy manner.
He accepted the skipper’s invitation to supper, and when he made his appearance in the cabin was warmly welcomed by Mrs. Beasley and Florrie.
Joe and the others were curious to learn the particulars of his journey from Caspar’s, though they had no idea that he had met with any particular adventure by the way.
What he had to tell was therefore received with much surprise.
“Gee!” exclaimed Joe, when Dick had finished his recital. “If that doesn’t read like a story-book! So the man actually gave you the wagon and the pair of horses?”
“That’s what he did. The outfit is housed at McGee’s stables at this moment.”
“What are you going to do with them? Sell them, I s’pose, ’cause you can’t take them with you on this boat.”
“I haven’t decided what I’ll do yet,” said the boy, with a thoughtful expression.
“And what about the load of apples?” asked Joe, interestedly.
“I brought on forty bushels and sold them to half a dozen of the hotels just as soon as I struck town.”