Is Mr.Pollock there?
He is?
Good! Tell him I want to speak with him." Then Mr.Pollock's voice sounded over the wire.
"Hullo, Prescott! Why aren't you on hand, with that big Dodge story hanging over our heads?
Why, it brought me down hours before fore my time." "Pollock, I've found Dodge," replied Dick Composedly.

"At least, Darrin and I-----" "What's that!" broke in the editor's excited voice.

"You've found Dodge?
Alive ?" As rapidly as he could young Prescott told the story.

Mr.Pollock listened gladly.
"Now, where are you, Prescott ?" Dick told Mr.Pollock the name of the farmer from whose home he was telephoning.
"Just you wait there, Prescott.

And, oh!---pshaw! I came near forgetting to tell you the biggest news of all---for you.