rmation Goosal gave us,"
remarked Tom. "This buried city of his must be a wonderful place."

"It is, if it is what I take it to be," agreed the professor. "I told
you I would bring you to a land of wonders, Tom Swift, and they have
hardly begun yet. Come, I am anxious to talk to Goosal."

In order that the Indians in the Bumper camp might not hear rumors of
the new plan to locate the hidden city, and, at the same time, to keep
rumors from spreading to the camp of the rivals, the scientist and his
friends started a new shaft, and put a shift of men at work on it.

"We'll pretend we are on the right track, and very busy," said Tom.
"That will fool Beecher."

"Are you glad to know he did not take your map Professor Bumper?" asked
Mr. Damon.

"Well, yes. It is hard to believe such things of a fellow scientist."

"If he didn't take it he wanted to," said Tom. "And he has done, or
will do, things as unsportsmanlike."

"Oh, you are hardly fair, perhaps, Tom," commented Ned.

"Um!" was all the answer he received.

With the Indians in camp busy on the excavation work, and having
ascertained that similar work was going on in the Beecher outfit,
Professor Bumper, with Mr. Damon and the young men, set off to visit
the Indian village and listen to Goosal's story. They passed the place
where Tom had slain the jaguar, but nothing was left but the bones; the
ants, vultures and jungle animals having picked them clean in the night.

On the arrival of Tom and his friends at the Indian's hut, Goosal told,
in language which Professor Bumper could understand, the ancient legend
of the buried city as he had had it from his grandfather.

"But is that all you know about it, Goosal?" asked the savant.

"No, Learned One. It is true most of what I have told you was told to
me by my father and his father's father. But I--I myself--with these
eyes, have looked upon the lost city."

"You have!" cried the professor, this time in English. "Where? When?
Take us to it! How do you get here?"

"Through the cavern of the dead," was the answer when the questions
were modified.

"Bless my diamond ring!" exclaimed Mr. Damon, when Professor Bumper
translated the reply. "What does he mean?"

And then, after some talk, this information came out. Years before,
when Goosal was a young man, he had been taken by his grandfather on a
journey through the jungle. They stopped one day at the foot of a high
mountain, and, clearing away the