Part 29 (1/2)

”He is wild,” answered d.i.c.k. ”That is why we want to find him.”

Jack Wumble knew of a fairly good hotel, and the three put up there for the night. The boys were so tired they slept ”like logs,” as d.i.c.k said afterwards. But they were up bright and early, along with the old miner, and directly after breakfast set out on another search for Tom.

”I hate to waste your time, Jack,” said d.i.c.k to Wumble. ”So if you want to go ahead----”

”Stop right thar, d.i.c.k!” cried the old miner. ”I ain't in sech an all-fired hurry I can't try to do ye a good turn. I like Tom, an' I'm going to stay with ye fer a few days an' see if we can't locate him.”

And thus the matter was settled.

Two days were spent in Skagway and Dyea hunting for the missing one.

Late in the afternoon of the second day the boys and the old miner separated, to make inquiries in different places.

Sam and d.i.c.k came back to the hotel at supper time much discouraged, having heard nothing to their advantage. Half an hour later Jack Wumble came in, his face showing his excitement.

”I've got on the trail!” he cried. ”Come on, we're goin' to git after Tom right away!”

CHAPTER XIX

FROM ONE CLUE TO ANOTHER

”What have you learned, Jack?”

”When did he leave here?”

”Is he all right?”

”I'm ready to go after him right now.”

Such were the words that came from the Rover boys after Jack Wumble had announced that he had located their missing brother.

”We ain't got no time to spare,” cried the old miner. ”Let us pay our bill here an' git out, an' I'll tell ye all I know while we are on the way.”

The lads lost no time in packing up as directed, and d.i.c.k settled at the hotel desk. Jack Wumble led the way down to the docks and ordered them into a small river boat.

”This here ain't no regular boat,” he explained. ”But I've hired pa.s.sage on her, so it's all right. We'll save fourteen hours by not waitin' fer the regular boat.”

”But where are we going, Jack?” questioned d.i.c.k.

”To a jumpin'-off place called Lindy Falls. That is whar the party Tom was with was goin' to start from.”

Soon the boat, a large craft of its kind, was on the way up the river.

As they sped along, the boys and the old miner drew into a corner of the cabin and Jack Wumble told his story.

”By the merest accident I fell in with a man named Rabig I used to know in 'Frisco,” said the old miner. ”He's interested in the Golden Sunset mine an' the Beggar's Chance. Well, I told Rabig about you an' Tom an'

he got interested an' asked me how Tom looked an' I told him. Then he told about how he fell in with Tom on board thet steamer an' how Tom had told him he was bound fer the Lion Head gold fields. He had it in his head, so Rabig said, that he could pick up nuggets at the Lion Head.”

”The Lion Head?” repeated d.i.c.k. ”Where is that?”

”It's a good distance from here, d.i.c.k, I can tell ye that. It's to the northwest o' the Klond.y.k.e. A wild place. It's called the Lion Head acause thar's a mountain thar thet looks like a lion's head. I was thar onct, prospectin' around. But I didn't find any gold thar. But some have found gold,” added the old miner.

”How will Tom get there?” questioned Sam.