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"Yes, and ripe oranges," put in Grace. "Won't it be jolly?" she added, turning to Sam.
"Too jolly for anything!" murmured Sam, and then he gave Grace's arm a little squeeze and led her through the crowd to where a carriage was in waiting.
There were trunks to be looked after, but the checks for these were turned over to Aleck, and the colored man saw to it that all the baggage was properly transferred to the steam yacht.
It was with not a little pride that the boys took the Stanhopes and the Lanings aboard the _Rainbow_, for, although they did 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 a.s.signed to her and her mother. "And look at the fine bunch of roses on the stand!" She looked at d.i.c.k. "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 b.u.t.tonhole.
"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, n.o.body 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 departure but one thing, and that was the most important of all. Bahama Bill had not put in an appearance and was not expected until the evening of the Fourth of July.
"We shall have to remain over the Fourth after all," said Anderson Rover. "But I imagine that will suit you boys, for you can stay in the city and have some fun."
It did suit all the young folks, and they immediately planned a fine automobile tour for the afternoon, hiring two autos large enough to accommodate all of the girls and boys. The morning was spent in and around the yacht, where Tom and some of the others amused themselves by shooting off their pistols and some firecrackers. Tom had purchased some things for the Fourth the day previous and he had one package which he was careful to keep out of sight.
"I am going to have a barrel of fun with the girls," he said to his brothers. "But don't tell anybody about it."
"What is it?" asked his younger brother.
"Wait and see."
It had been arranged that the whole party should have an early lunch, so that they might start on the automobile ride by one o'clock. Aleck was in charge of the dining room of the yacht and he had spread himself in tr.i.m.m.i.n.g it with red, white and blue streamers and small flags.
"Oh, how lovely!" cried Dora, as she came in and sat down. "I declare, Aleck, you deserve a great deal of credit." And she gave the colored man a smile which pleased him immensely.
"Where is Tom?" asked Mr. Rover, after all the others were seated.
"I ton't know," answered Hans. "Tidn't he know ve vos to eat a leetle early to-tay?"
"He's coming," answered Sam.
Just then Tom came into the dining room holding something in his hand covered with a long paper bag. From under the bag smoke was curling.
"In honor of the Fourth of July!" cried the fun-loving Rover and placed the object upright in the center of the long table. Then he took off the bag with a flourish. There was revealed a big cannon cracker, fully a foot and a half high and several inches in diameter. The fuse was spluttering away at a great rate.
"Tom!" yelled Mr. Rover in alarm. "Throw that thing out!"
"We'll be blown to pieces!" yelled Fred.
"That's too big to shoot off indoors," added Songbird, preparing to run.
"Ve peen knocked to bieces!" groaned Hans, and slid under the table out of sight.
The ladies shrieked and so did the girls. Mrs. Stanhope looked ready to faint, but Tom whispered hastily into her ear and she recovered. Mr.
Rover wanted to throw the cannon cracker through a window, but Tom held him back.
The long fuse continued to splutter and all watched it as if fascinated, and the girls put their hands to their ears in antic.i.p.ation of a fearful explosion. Then came a tiny flash, a strange clicking, and off flew the top of the cannon cracker, sending a shower of confetti of various colors in all directions.
"Oh!" shrieked the girls, and then everybody but Hans set up a laugh.