CHAPTER XXXIV.

NEW YORK.

Of the voyage to New York it is hardly necessary to speak, because

nothing of an exciting or an interesting nature occurred. The wind

favored the Lorlie to such an extent that not a rope was started from

the time of leaving Nassau until she crossed the bar at Sandy Hook. The

trip was as devoid of incident as the previous one in the Bonita had

been filled with dangers and sorrows; and two hours after the yacht

dropped anchor off Staten Island, Harry and Walter were clasped in their

mothers' arms.

The accidental cruise in a runaway brig was ended at last; and,

fortunately, no harm had come from what at one time seemed certain would

be attended with gravest dangers.

It only remains now to chronicle the events which immediately followed

their arrival; not because of any relation to the story already told,

but owing to the influence they may exercise upon the future movements

of the three boys.

First, and at present the most important, is, How much treasure did they

bring home?

Mr. Vandyne was forced to engage the services of an expert money-changer

in order to learn this fact himself; and, to the surprise of all, it was

found that the bags averaged a trifle more than eighteen thousand

dollars apiece, making a grand total of three hundred and forty-two

thousand six hundred dollars. This was divided equally among the five

who had been imprisoned on the key, and for the first time in his life

Bob Brace enjoyed the distinction of being what he called "a blooming

capitalist."

It was no longer necessary for either the old sailor or Joe to do any

very hard work; but as both preferred some kind of employment, and that

which Mr. Vandyne offered was exactly suited to their ideas of ease, if

not luxury, they concluded to hold to the agreement already made.

While the money was being divided, Bob insisted very strongly that

Harry's father should take a certain amount to repay him for the voyage

to the Bahamas; but this was refused in such a decided manner as to

leave no opportunity for discussion.

"The treasure belongs to those who found it!" the merchant said; "and as

I made the trip for the purpose of rescuing my son, there can be no

question of payment. Yet I did have a reasonably profitable cruise, in

addition to finding Harry. You were able to prove the loss of the

Bonita, thus giving me an opportunity of claiming the insurance many

months sooner than it could otherwise have been done; and, besides, I am

expecting to realize something from salvage on the cargo."

Bob and Joe decided to invest a portion of their share of the treasure

in a vessel, and Mr. Vandyne agreed to act as their agent in the

transaction.

Three days after the arrival of the Lorlie the rescued party were

engaged in their business, or pleasure, much as if they had never seen

an island on the Bahama shoal.

Jim was living at Harry's home, and Mr. Vandyne was to be his guardian

as soon as the necessary formalities could he complied with. Walter was

at home, within a block of his friend, while the other two members of

the party who had taken an accidental cruise were busily engaged in Mr.

Vandyne's service.

On the fourth day after the Lorlie cast anchor off Staten Island the

three boys went to the docks for the purpose of paying Bob and Joe a

visit, and then the old sailor proposed such a scheme as met with the

unqualified approval of all.

"I want you lads to look at a little steam yacht that's layin' at the

next pier," Bob said; and as a matter of course the boys were more than

willing to make such inspection, since, after their late experience,

anything in the way of boats or vessels had a new interest for them.

The craft to which Bob and Joe led the party fully merited the praise

which was bestowed so unstintedly. Her name was the Sea Foam, and she

lie so jauntily on the water that one could but say it was in every way

applicable to her.

"Fifty-five foot keel, nine foot beam, compound engines, sound as a

dollar, and guaranteed to make fourteen knots an hour," Joe said, as he

pointed to the little steamer. "She's the most perfect thing of her kind

I ever saw."

The boys were not satisfied with gazing at her from the pier, but

clambered on board, and a view of her interior arrangements only served

to strengthen the good opinion formed by a single glance at the graceful

lines of the hull.

The Sea Foam had a roomy after-cabin handsomely but not expensively

furnished, on either side of which were four bunks, separated from the

saloon by heavy draperies. Swinging lamps and trays, large mirrors, the

polished woods and the shining metal-work gave an air of beauty and

homeliness to this portion of the steamer such as the boys thought very

charming.

Then the engine-room was visited, and although the three younger members

of the party were not judges of machinery they could understand that

Joe's words of praise were merited.

The forward cabin, which also served as dining-room, contained four

bunks, and leading from it was as complete and convenient a galley and

pantry as the most fastidious cook could have desired.

"Well, what do you think of her?" Bob asked, when the inspection was

concluded.

"She's the handsomest craft I ever saw," Harry replied enthusiastically.

"Who owns her?"

"A gentleman whose office is near your father's, and he wants to sell

her. She's cheap at the price--three thousand--and my idea is that you

boys couldn't do better than buy her. Then, next summer when you want to

go off on a good time, Joe'll ship as engineer, I'll be crew, an' you'll

only need a cook. She looks like a first-class sea-boat fit for any

water."

It is needless to add that the boys were highly excited by this

proposition; but as it was impossible to say that the purchase could be

made until Mr. Vandyne and Mr. Morse had been consulted, Harry and

Walter started for the former's office at full speed, leaving the

remainder of the party on board until their return.

"Want to buy the Sea Foam, eh?" Mr. Vandyne said, when Harry pantingly

asked him to come and look at the little steamer. "I examined her

yesterday, and thought she would be a good pleasure-boat for you boys.

Considering the fact that you've got more than money enough to make the

purchase, I see no good reason why it shouldn't be done. I'll send a

note to the owner, and you had better run down the bay on a trial trip.

Tell Bob and Joe to stop work and go with you. Remember that while on

the yacht the old sailor is to be obeyed as he was at the island."

To get an order for the dock-master to deliver the Sea Foam to the

parties named in Mr. Vandyne's note it was only necessary to walk a

short distance, and in less than an hour after first seeing the yacht

all hands were on board, steaming down the bay at a trifle more than a

fifteen-knot rate.

One trip was sufficient to convince the boys that the little craft was

essential to their happiness, and even Bob and Joe were so pleased with

her that it is quite probable they might have been tempted to purchase

her themselves in case the young capitalists had not decided in favor of

the scheme.

"A two-weeks'-old baby might steer her if it knew enough," Bob said

approvingly, as he stood at the wheel in the snug little pilot-house;

"an' as for speed, why there's mighty few can touch her. We're gettin' a

decently heavy swell now, an' her deck is as dry as a bone."

"Would you dare to go from here to the Bahamas in her?" Walter asked.

"Dare? Why, lad, she'd live in weather that would swamp many a bigger

craft. You can cruise from here to South America in her, an' be a

blessed sight more comfortable than ever we were on the old Bonita."

Joe had even more to say in the Sea Foam's favor than Bob, and he

insisted stoutly that it was nothing more than play to act the part of

engineer.

All this praise was needless, however, for the intending purchasers were

more than pleased with the little craft, and their report to Mr. Vandyne

was coupled with such urgent entreaties for him to close the bargain

before any one else could take advantage of the offer that by noon of

the next day she was transferred to Messrs. Vandyne, Morse & Libby.

These young gentlemen are already making preparations to spend next

summer on board the Sea Foam, and when they start it is safe to say the

cruise will not be accidental.

THE END.

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