"Listen to this, boys!" cried Roger, and read the following:

"Good news received and we are much delighted. You boys are
certainly wonders. Will await letter with interest."

"I wish I could have seen mother's face when dad read my message to
her," went on the senator's son, wistfully. Later on he received a
letter written by both his parents in which they told of the joy the
news had brought. Later still, the newly-located mine was opened, under
the directions of Abe Blower and Tom Dillon, and the three claims were
thrown into one, a stock-company being formed for that purpose, with
Senator Morr as president. Both Dave and Phil were given stock in the
mining company, and it paid very well.

"Now, if only your father can hold his position," said Dave, to Roger,
one day, "your folks will be well fixed."

"He is going to try to hold it, in spite of his political enemies,"
answered Roger. And this Senator Morr eventually did, being elected to
another term at Washington.

It was a happy day for the three boys when they bade good-by to Abe
Blower and Tom Dillon and left Butte to go to Yellowstone Park. The old
miners were sorry to part with the lads.

"Never mind, we'll be back here some day!" cried Roger.

"Surest thing you know!" added Dave.

They had already sent word ahead as to what train they were taking, and
when they arrived at Livingston they found Dunston Porter on hand to
greet them. Then a quick run was made to Gardiner, and there all took a
stage into the Park to the Mammoth Hot Springs Hotel.

"There they are! I see them!" cried Laura.

"Oh, look how sunburnt they are!" exclaimed Jessie, and then both girls
made a wild dash from the hotel veranda to where the stage was stopping.
In the meantime, Dave had jumped from the seat and soon he was shaking
hands with Jessie and had kissed his sister. Then the others came up,
and there was general rejoicing.

"We have been around the Park once, on a stage," said Laura.

"But we are going again, on horseback and to camp out!" declared Jessie.

"Fine!" cried Dave. "Couldn't be better!"

"And to think you found that mine!" cried Laura, to Roger. "Oh, how glad
I was to hear it!"

"We were all glad!" put in Mrs. Wadsworth.

"And you shot a mountain lion!" cried Jessie. "Oh, Dave!" And she fairly
beamed on the youth.

"I suppose you'll be after fresh adventures before long," said Dunston
Porter, with a twinkle in his eyes.

"Maybe," answered