“We’ll find out some time,” said Sam; and he was right.  They soon met their old enemy again, and what Baxter did to bring them trouble will be told in the next volume of this series, to be entitled “The Rover Boys on the Plains; or, The Mystery of Red Rock Ranch.”  In this work we shall meet many of our old friends again and learn what they did towards solving a most unusual secret.

Two days after the missing houseboat was found there was a re-union on board in which all of our friends took part.  There was a grand dinner, served in Aleck Pop’s best style, and in the evening the craft was trimmed up with Japanese lanterns from end to end, and a professional orchestra of three pieces was engaged by the Rovers to furnish music for the occasion.  Mr. Livingstone and his family visited the houseboat, bringing several young folks with them.  The girls and boys sang, danced, and played games, while the older folks looked on.  Songbird Powell recited several original poems, Fred Garrison made a really comic speech, and Hans Mueller convulsed everybody by his good nature and his funny way of talking.

“I never felt so light-hearted in my life!” said Tom, after the celebration had come to an end.

“We owe you and the others a great deal,” said Mrs. Laning.

“Yes, and I shall not forget it,” put in Mrs. Stanhope.  “All of you are regular heroes!”

“Heroes?  Pooh!” sniffed Tom.  “Nothing of the sort.  We are just wide-awake American boys.”

And they are wide-awake; aren’t they, kind reader?

THE END