the
younger Rover boy. "Say, it's a good show for the girls, all right,"
he went on.

"Fine. We'll take 'em as soon as we can arrange it."

All the way back to Brill the students talked about the wonderful
Alaskan film, which had really been taken on the spot and had cost a
good deal of money. Evidently in opening the new photo playhouse
Messrs. Carr and Beckwith had resolved to give the audiences their
money's worth.

It was a good advertisement, too, for not only did the town people
flock to the place, but the college students told their friends, and
the next evening a score or more of the boys attended the performance.
The dimes flowed in steadily, much to the delight of the owners of the
project.

That evening Sam noticed that Tom was quite feverish and he advised his
brother to take an extra pill, to quiet him.

"Oh, all I need is sleep," said Tom. "That picture hurt my eyes a
little. After they are rested I'll be all right." And then he
undressed and retired.

Sam had been asleep about two hours when he awoke with a start. He sat
up, and in the dim light of the room saw his brother thrashing wildly
in the bed.

"Give me the nuggets!" murmured poor Tom, in a nightmare. "I must have
the money! Ha, the biggest nugget in Alaska!" He clutched at the
pillow. "Out of my way, I say! It is mine! Look, it is snowing!
Where is the trail? We are lost! See the ice and snow! Lost! lost!
lost!" And Tom floundered around more wildly than ever.

Sam leaped out of bed, and, catching his brother by the arm, shook him
vigorously.

"Tom! Tom! wake up!" he cried. "You're asleep! Wake up! You are not
in Alaska! Wake up!"

"Oh, the ice and snow! And the trail is lost! We shall die! Can
nothing save---- Er--er--eh? What's the--the matter?" stammered Tom,
and suddenly opened his eyes. "What are you shaking me for, Sam?" he
demanded.

"You've got a nightmare, Tom, and you were shouting to beat the band!"

"Was I? Say, I--I thought I was in Alaska, right in that field of snow
and ice. And I was lost! Gosh! what a scare I had!" And poor Tom
fairly trembled.

"Well, go to sleep and try to forget it," said Sam, and Tom laid down
again, and soon dropped off. Sam also retired once more, but he was
much troubled.

"I guess it didn't do Tom any good to go to that show," he reasoned.

CHAPTER X

IN WHICH TOM DISAPPEARS

Sam was the first one up in the morning. He found Tom thrashing a