not own the
elegant craft it was something to even have her under charter. Mr.
Rover met the newcomers at the gangplank and made them welcome.

"Oh, but isn't this just too lovely for anything!" cried Dora, as she
surveyed the double stateroom assigned to her and her mother. "And
look at the fine bunch of roses on the stand!" She looked at Dick.
"This is some of your doings, isn't it?"

"Yes."

"Thank you very much! But you must have one," and the girl promptly
pinned one of the largest in his buttonhole.

"This is more than comfortable," said Mrs. Stanhope, with a sigh of
satisfaction. And then she sank down in an easy chair to rest, for the
long journey from Cedarville had greatly fatigued her.

In the meantime the other boys had taken the Lanings to another double
stateroom, equally luxurious. Here a vase held a big bunch of
carnations, the gift of Tom and Sam combined. Nellie and Grace and
their mother were much pleased and said so.

"Tom, I could almost hug you for this!" cried Nellie, in a low voice.

"Well, nobody is stopping you," he added promptly.

"All right, I will--on your next birthday," cried Nellie, not to be
caught. "But really, I'm a thousand times obliged to you."

"This is like a room in a fairies' palace!" exclaimed Grace. "I know
when I go to sleep I'll dream of fairies and rainbows, and pots of
gold--"

"The gold we want to unearth," broke in Sam. "Just dream where that is
located and then tell us of it."

"Oh, you'll be sure to find that."

"How do you know.

"Oh, you never fail in anything," and Grace gave him a sunny smile.

"I don't know about that, Grace. This is going to be no easy task."

"Oh, I know that, Sam, but you'll win in the end, I know you will."

"I trust we do--for your sake as much as for the others. You know if
it is found a good share of the treasure goes to your mother."

"Yes, and that will be awfully nice."

"Maybe, if you get all that money, you won't notice poor me."

"Poor you? Why, you'll have a great deal more than we'll have anyway.
You are rich already."

"Well, if you get the money you won't forget me, will you?" persisted
Sam.

"What a queer boy you are, Sam! Forget you! Well, just try me with the
money and see!" she added, and gave him one of her warmest smiles.
Then she danced off to look at the rest of the steam yacht, and the
youngest Rover followed her.

CHAPTER XII

SOMETHING ABOUT FIRECRACKERS

All was in readiness for