The home coming for the Rover boys was full of pleasure.  Uncle Randolph and Aunt Martha were at the depot to meet them, and the aunt gave each the warmest kind of a hug and kiss, while the uncle shook hands over and over again.  Nor were Anderson Rover and Aleck forgotten.

“Back again, and glad of it,” said Tom, as he flung his cap into the air.  “The West Indies are all right, but give me Valley Brook farm every time.”

“So say we all of us,” sung out Dick and Sam, and here we will once again bid our friends goodbye.