They were going a day ahead of time, and Mr.Sanderson had agreed to meet them and take them to his home.
"Good bye, my boys," said the fond father, on parting.

"Take good care of yourselves." "We will," they answered as they shook hands.
"Learn all you can," put in Randolph Rover.
"Take care and don't get into trouble," admonished Mrs.Rover, and then she kissed them tenderly.
"Don't forget to let me know how matters go in Chicago, dad," whispered Dick, to his parent.
"I'll remember, my son." "And if I can aid you in any way, let me do it,--even if I have to leave Brill," went on Dick.
"There is nothing to do at present, Dick.

I must wait for that report." Soon the boys were in the touring car, with Jack Ness to bring the automobile back from the railroad station, he now being able to run the machine.

Dick was at the wheel.

Tom had cranked up, and off they sped, with a merry shout and with those left behind waving their hands.
"Let her go, Dick!" sang out Tom.
"Good bye!" yelled Sam.
"Good bye!" came back faintly from the homestead.
Then a turn of the road shut out the house from view.