GOOD-BYE TO ALASKA--CONCLUSION
"Is that your sled?"
"Yah. Vait, I vos sthop dem!" yelled Gus Schmidt, and with a dexterity
that was really marvelous he turned his own team about and in a few
seconds was traveling after the runaways.
"Wait! I'm going to get off! To look for my brother!" cried Dick, and
as the German slackened his speed for a few seconds, the oldest Rover
boy sprang out in the snow. He went sprawling, but was not injured.
Almost before he knew it, the two sleds had disappeared and he was left
alone.
All around him were the vast and mysterious fields of ice and snow.
Far off he could hear the barking of the dogs, but this soon died out,
and then came utter silence--a silence that seemed to fairly weigh him
down. And now the snow started to come down harder than ever.
Had Dick Rover been less stout-hearted than he was he would have then
and there given up the hunt for his brother. But Dick had the stuff of
a real hero in him, and he went forward through the snow, bending low
to escape the wind and to keep his eyes on that slowly disappearing
trail.
Thus half an hour went by, and by that time, weighed down as he was by
his heavy clothing and heavy footwear, Dick was well-nigh exhausted.
He stopped to rest and to get his breath, and then, struck with a
sudden idea, let out that old familiar locomotive whistle of Putnam
Hall fame.
He waited for a few seconds and then whistled once more. Was he
mistaken, or did an answering whistle sound out? He could not tell.
He set his face grimly and trudged on.
At last he could see the trail no longer and then he realized the truth
of the terrible situation.
He was lost on this vast field of ice and snow!
And Tom, somewhere ahead, must be lost, too!
It was a thought to make the stoutest heart quake. But Dick did not
think of himself. He was thinking only of his brother. How could he
locate Tom and save him from the cold and from starvation?
"I've got to do it!" he told himself, over and over again. "I've got
to do it! I must! I must!"
On and on he plunged, and suddenly went sprawling over some object half
hidden in the falling snow. He felt around, and realized that he had
come upon the two packs that had been on the sled Tom had taken.
"If they fell off here maybe Tom fell off, too!" he told himself. And
then he commenced to search the vicinity carefully.
It was well that he did this, otherwise he might have missed poor Tom,
who lay in a slight hollow, partly covered with snow. The sled had hit
a rock and the poor youth had been flung out with great force, landing
on one shoulder and on his head.
"Tom! Tom! Are you alive? Answer me!" cried Dick, as he raised his
brother in his arms. But no reply came from Tom's lips. He was
unconscious.
With all the strength that remained to him, Dick carried his brother to
the spot where he had found the traps. Then he quickly undid the
bundles, to see if there was anything there he might use. He found a
tiny oil stove, filled with oil, and lit it, and then rolled Tom in two
blankets, and gave him something hot to drink. Then he found a stick
of wood, soaked it well in oil, and set it up in the ice as a torch.
All this while Tom lay like a log. He was breathing heavily, but he
did not open his eyes or speak. Evidently the shock had been a heavy
one. Dick did not know but what some of his brother's bones might be
broken.
An anxious hour went by, and in that time Dick did all he could for
Tom, who still laid in a stupor. Then came a shout, and Gus Schmidt
appeared, driving his dog team and with the runaway team also in
harness. Behind the first sled was the second--the one Tom had taken.
"So you got your brudder, hey?" said the German. "How vos he?"
"In bad shape, I'm afraid," answered Dick, soberly. "I guess the dogs
ran away and pitched him overboard."
"I dink you vos right, und da drow dem dings oferpoard, doo," and
Schmidt, pointed to the traps. "Veil, it's goot ve got der draps und
er sled pack."
"Can we get back to the others tonight?"
"Nein, it was too dark und cold. Ve go in der morning, to Riss Rifer.
Maybe dare you got a doctor, yah."
So it was settled, and the German proceeded to make himself and the
others as comfortable as possible. He prepared something to eat, and
suggested that Tom be given a little broth, made out of some dried
meat. This was done, and presently the sufferer opened his eyes and
tried to sit up.
"Whe--where in th--the world am I?" he asked, in a faint voice.
"Tom, you're all right," answered his brother, soothingly. "Do you
know me?"
"Why, of course I know you," came the wondering answer. "What happened
to me, Dick?"
"You ran off with a dog sled and got a nasty tumble."
"A dog sled? Dick, you are stringing me? Who's got a dog sled around
Brill?"
"Never mind, Tom, just keep quiet. You're very sick. Just rest
yourself."
"All right." Tom heaved a deep sigh. "Gosh! I do feel pretty bad!"
he added. He had tried to sit up, but now fell back exhausted.
It was a night never to be forgotten. The German snored peacefully,
but Dick did not close his eyes. He watched Tom closely, to do all he
could for his brother and make certain that the sufferer should not get
away again.
During the night it stopped snowing and in the morning the sun came out
as brightly as ever. Dick was astir early, and was gratified to see
that Tom was sleeping peacefully. They did not awaken the sufferer
until Gus Schmidt announced himself ready to move on.
Tom was still very weak, but Dick was gratified to see that he appeared
to be in his right mind, and his eyes were brighter than they had been
in many a day.
"I can't understand this," he said, when he was bundled up and placed
on one of the sleds. "I feel as if I had had some awful dream."
"So you have had, Tom," was Dick's reply. "And I want you to be
careful, so that that awful dream doesn't come back."
"But where are we, Dick?"
"In Alaska, Tom. Now do keep quiet, please."
"Alaska! Well, I never!" murmured the sufferer. "And I thought we
were near Brill, or the farm!"
The two boys occupied the rear sled with one of the bundles, while Gus
Schmidt did the driving from the other sled and carried the rest of the
traps. On and on they went, mile after mile, the German driving the
dogs with great skill. They passed over hill after hill, and over vast
expanses of ice and snow. At noon they rested half an hour for lunch.
Tom tried to stand up, but was too weak.
"It's no use, Dick," he said. "I'm about as strong as a bowl of mush!
I guess I need about a month's rest."
"And you are going to get it, Tom, as soon as we can get home," replied
his brother.
"But I don't understand how I got here," went on the sufferer, in
perplexity.
"I'll tell you all about it some day, Tom. But now you must keep
quiet. Won't you, just to please me?"
"Sure--anything you say, Dick. I know something is wrong somewhere.
But I'll leave it all to you."
Late that evening they reached the Riss River, a small stream flowing
into the mighty Yukon. They passed along the river bank until they
reached a settlement known as Boyer's. Here they found Sam and the
others of the expedition.
"So yer got Tom!" cried Jack Wumble. "Good enough!"
"And how is he?'" questioned Sam, anxiously.
"He's been hurt, Sam. But I think he is brighter in his mind than
ever," answered Dick.
The Rovers found a great bustle and confusion going on at Boyer's
depot, due to the fact that a steamer coming down the river from Dawson
was due the next morning. It was to be the last vessel to pass that
way until Spring.
"Where is that steamer bound for?" asked Dick, of the man who had
charge of the depot.
"San Francisco."
"Can we secure passage on her, do you think?"
"I reckon so. Travel is light this time of year. That boat is going
to have some trouble getting through the ice, though."
"We'll risk that--if only they will take us on board."
The party was made as comfortable as possible at Boyer's, sharing
various bunks in a cabin that chanced to be deserted. Dick settled up
with Gus Schmidt, stating he would not go on to Dawson if he could
secure passage on the steamer.
At last the vessel came in, and after the general hubub was over Dick
inquired about accommodations.
"Pretty full, but I think we can stow you away somewhere," said the
purser.
"I don't care what sort of accommodations we have, so long as my
brother gets a stateroom," went on Dick. "He isn't very well."
"Bring your baggage aboard, and I'll fix you up somehow, later on."
The boys went aboard the steamer and there bid farewell to Jack Wumble.
They had left some things at Dawson, and these they turned over, on a
written order, to the old miner, telling him to do as he pleased with
them.
"Good-bye to ye!" cried Wumble, on parting. "An' good luck," he added,
and shook hands all around.
After the rough experiences in the wilds of Alaska, the boys felt quite
at home on the big steamer. The purser managed to find a large
stateroom for them, containing three berths. And, what was even
better, he introduced Dick and Sam to a doctor who chanced to be on
board. The physician was a man of experience, who lived in San
Francisco, and he readily agreed to take Tom under his care and do all
he could for the sufferer.
"I think all he needs is rest--absolute rest," said the doctor, after
an examination. "He ought not to go to college again--at least, not
for a year or two."
"It's hard to keep him quiet, Doctor--he has always been such a lively
fellow--the liveliest boy in our family," said Dick.
"Well, then, let him travel. Anything to keep his mind from his books
and from himself."
The voyage down the mighty Yukon to Bering Sea and the Pacific Ocean
was a long and tedious one to Dick and Sam. For several days the
steamer had a hard time of it, crushing her way through the ice, which
was rapidly forming. In a few days more navigation would be completely
closed, so far as that portion of our globe was concerned.
"We got out just in time," said Dick to Sam, when the Yukon was at last
left behind and they saw ahead of them the blue waters of Bering Sea.
The trip on the ocean seemed to do Tom a world of good. Daily he grew
stronger, until he could walk on deck. The doctor attended him from
time to time, but gave the sufferer little medicine.
As soon as it was possible to do so, Dick sent a wireless message
ashore, to be relayed to the farm, telling the folks that Tom was safe
and that all hands would soon be back at Valley Brook. This message
was also sent, by way of the farm, to Mrs. Stanhope and Dora, and to
the girls at Hope.
"My gracious, what adventures we have had on this trip!" remarked Sam
to Dick, as the steamer was headed for the Golden Gate, the entrance to
San Francisco harbor.
"Right you are, Sam," was the reply. "I don't think we'll have any
more so strenuous." But Dick was mistaken. More adventures were still
in store for the Rovers, and what some of them were will be related in
the next volume of this series, to be entitled "The Rover Boys in
Business; Or, The Search for the Missing Bonds."
On the arrival at San Francisco it was deemed advisable by the doctor
that Tom rest for a few days at a hotel before starting on the trip for
home. Tom's mind now seemed to be as clear as ever and all his
weakness was physical.
One day, when Dick was reading a local newspaper, he chanced on a
paragraph that instantly arrested his attention. He read it carefully
and then sought out Sam.
"Look here," he cried. "Here is news about that lady on the train who
lost her handbag with jewelry in it worth ten thousand dollars."
"What about it?" asked Sam, with interest.
"She didn't lose it at all, it seems. Her mother, who was with her,
took it and absent-mindedly hid it in their berth. There a porter
found it and turned it over to the railroad company."
"Well, that clears Tom of that," said Sam, with a sigh of relief. "But
what of Hiram Duff's money and jewelry?"
"That still remains to be found out, Sam. I guess Tom took it--but of
course he didn't know what he was doing. You can't count such a thing
a crime when a fellow is out of his mind." In the end, it may be as
well to state here, this mystery was never fully explained. But the
Rover family paid the old miser for his loss, and for what he had
suffered in being locked down in his cellar; and there the matter was
dropped.
Tom stood the journey to Valley Brook better than expected. At the Oak
Run railroad station the family touring car was drawn up, with Jack
Ness, the hired man, in charge. The boys' father was there to greet
them.
"My boys! My boys!" he said, and the tears stood in his eyes. Then he
folded poor Tom in his arms and led him to the touring car. And there
a surprise awaited the sufferer. Nellie was there, having arrived the
day before from Hope.
"I just had to come," she said, and then she caught Tom and held him
tightly. The tears were streaming down her cheeks, and the others had
to turn away. "Oh, Tom! Tom!" she murmured, over and over again.
"Oh, Nellie, don't make such a fuss! I'm not worth it!" murmured Tom,
but, nevertheless, he looked greatly pleased. "I've had a--an
awful--dream," he went on, slowly. "But I'm--well, I'm not going to
dream that way again--not if I can help it!" And he gave her a look
that thrilled her through and through.
There was another warm welcome when the touring car reached the farm.
Uncle Randolph and Aunt Martha were on the piazza to meet the boys.
Aunt Martha shed tears over Tom, just as Nellie had done, but they were
tears of joy and nobody minded them. Uncle Randolph shook hands, and
told them all to come in out of the cold, and rubbed his own hands
together in great satisfaction.
"Home again!" murmured Tom, when he stood in the great hallway. He
gave a deep sniff. "And a good dinner! Aunt Martha, you know how to
make us feel comfortable, don't you?" He gave her one of his old-time
hugs. His eyes were as clear as they had ever been. Evidently he was
fast becoming the Tom of old. His running away from Brill, and his
trip to Alaska, were but a horrible, uncertain nightmare to him. He
did not want to remember those days, and they were best forgotten.
"And how do you feel, Dad?" asked Dick, as soon as he could get the
chance.
"Better than in many a day," returned Anderson Rover.
"And what is the news from New York?"
"Everything is going along well. We have those brokers just where we
want them."
"Good! That is what I like to hear," and Dick's face showed his
satisfaction.
"I've got more news, Dick, that you will like to hear," said his
father, with a faint smile.
"What is that?"
"Dora telegraphed that she would be here tonight."
"Fine!"
"Well, we certainly had a great trip," said Sam, when the whole family
and Nellie were gathered around the dining table. "But I don't know as
I want to take it over again."
"Hardly," returned his big brother.
THE END
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TOM SLADE WITH THE BOYS OVER THERE
TOM SLADE, MOTORCYCLE DISPATCH BEARER
TOM SLADE WITH THE FLYING CORPS
TOM SLADE AT BLACK LAKE
TOM SLADE ON MYSTERY TRAIL
TOM SLADE'S DOUBLE DARE
TOM SLADE ON OVERLOOK MOUNTAIN
TOM SLADE PICKS A WINNER
TOM SLADE AT BEAR MOUNTAIN
TOM SLADE: FOREST RANGER
TOM SLADE IN THE NORTH WOODS
GROSSET & DUNLAP, Publishers, NEW YORK
THE ROY BLAKELEY BOOKS
By PERCY KEESE FITZHUGH
Author of "Tom Slade," "Pee-wee Harris," "Westy Martin," Etc.
Illustrated. Picture Wrappers in Color. Every Volume Complete in
Itself.
In the character and adventures of Roy Blakeley are typified the very
essence of Boy life. He is a real boy, as real as Huck Finn and Tom
Sawyer. He is the moving spirit of the troop of Scouts of which he is
a member, and the average boy has to go only a little way in the first
book before Roy is the best friend he ever had, and he is willing to
part with his best treasure to get the next book in the series.
ROY BLAKELEY
ROY BLAKELEY'S ADVENTURES IN CAMP
ROY BLAKELEY, PATHFINDER
ROY BLAKELEY'S CAMP ON WHEELS
ROY BLAKELEY'S SILVER FOX PATROL
ROY BLAKELEY'S MOTOR CARAVAN
ROY BLAKELEY, LOST, STRAYED OR STOLEN
ROY BLAKELEY'S BEE-LINE HIKE
ROY BLAKELEY AT THE HAUNTED CAMP
ROY BLAKELEY'S FUNNY BONE HIKE
ROY BLAKELEY'S TANGLED TRAIL
ROY BLAKELEY ON THE MOHAWK TRAIL
ROY BLAKELEY'S ELASTIC HIKE
ROY BLAKELEY'S ROUNDABOUT HIKE
GROSSET & DUNLAP, Publishers, NEW YORK
THE PEE-WEE HARRIS BOOKS
By PERCY KEESE FITZHUGH
Author of "Tom Slade," "Roy Blakeley," "Westy Martin," Etc.
Illustrated. Individual Picture Wrappers in Color. Every Volume
Complete in Itself.
All readers of the Tom Slade and the Roy Blakeley books are acquainted
with Pee-wee Harris. These stories record the true facts concerning
his size (what there is of it) and his heroism (such as it is), his
voice, his clothes, his appetite, his friends, his enemies, his
victims. Together with the thrilling narrative of how he foiled,
baffled, circumvented and triumphed over everything and everybody
(except where he failed) and how even when he failed he succeeded. The
whole recorded in a series of screams and told with neither muffler nor
cut-out.
PEE-WEE HARRIS
PEE-WEE HARRIS ON THE TRAIL
PEE-WEE HARRIS IN CAMP
PEE-WEE HARRIS IN LUCK
PEE-WEE HARRIS ADRIFT
PEE-WEE HARRIS F. O. B. BRIDGEBORO
PEE-WEE HARRIS FIXER
PEE-WEE HARRIS: AS GOOD AS HIS WORD
PEE-WEE HARRIS: MAYOR FOR A DAY
PEE-WEE HARRIS AND THE SUNKEN TREASURE
GROSSET & DUNLAP, Publishers, NEW YORK
End of Project Gutenberg's The Rover Boys in Alaska, by Arthur M. Winfield