were more than
handsomely paid. Even Jasper was forgiven, and well rewarded.

After he had been in prison some length of time Anson Dalton one day
confessed to Mr. Seaton's attorney that, while at sea on the drab boat
(which was afterwards found and confiscated by the revenue people),
he, Dalton, had copied the stolen papers, intending to send one set
southward and retain the originals.

After losing both the "Restless" and the "Glide" in the fog, Dalton
had had Lemly put in to shore. There they had been met by a trusted
Brazilian spy for Governor Terrero. The Brazilian, with the copies of
the papers, had hurried to New York by train. This Brazilian did not
succeed in starting for Rio until some days after the "Glide" had
sailed, and, moreover, he went on a slower boat. So, by the time the
Brazilian spy arrived at Rio, the American syndicate had located the
lost diamond field, had filed patents with the Government, and Terrero
had died. So all of Anson Dalton's plotting had come to naught.

One of Powell Seaton's first acts was to adjust fully the claim of the
Havana line for the towing of the "Restless" through that fearful
northeast gale.

While waiting for the final news of the success of his plans, the
charter-man cruised much up and down the coast with the boys of the
"Restless." Then afterwards, through the month of November, Seaton
enjoyed another cruise with them.

The charter money was not all that Captain Tom, Engineer Joe and
Steward Hank received for their splendid work.

As soon as the final plans of the great new American diamond syndicate
at Rio Janeiro had been established on a safe and firm basis, the
charter-man of the "Restless" was prepared to talk of a splendid
reward. His plans were so big, in fact, that all three of the boys
felt bound to call a halt. Yet the reward that they _did_ finally
accept made very important additions to the bank accounts of all three
of these daring young motor boat navigators.

Dick Davis and Ab Perkins, on their return from Rio, were "remembered"
by Mr. Seaton with bank drafts the size of which almost took away
their breath.

Then came a new cruise, a new set of adventures in new surroundings.
It was a cruise which the many friends of our Motor Boat Club boys
will agree was the most wonderful, the most exciting, and certainly
the most mysterious lot of adventures through which any member of the
Club ever passed. The details of what happened, however, must be