Later he studied them carefully. Later still he showed them to a prominent lawyer in Washington. A week after that the lawyer rendered his report. “You are unquestionably the owner of the Gold Queen mine,” he said. “I’ll take up your case for you. Nine-tenths of the stock is held by Tom Eglinton’s estate, and his daughter is the sole heir. The mine is yours, young man, and we are sure to win.” “Thank you,” replied Dick. “Send me your bill and I’ll pay it. There will be no case.” He took the papers and threw them into the open grate fire before the lawyer could stay his hand. “You’re a fool, boy!” cried the lawyer, angrily. “Am I?” replied Dick. “Well, I think not.” “But----” “Wait, sir. Let me tell you a secret,” said Dick. “You say Clara Eglinton is the sole heir?” “She certainly is, under the will.” “Very well. I am engaged to be married to Miss Clara Eglinton, and she must never know that her father----” “Oh, well,” interrupted the lawyer, “that’s another matter. It will be all in the family. I take it back, young man--you are not a fool.” And Dick quite agrees with him now. To-day Dick is actively engaged in the mining business. So is Charley--he is superintendent at the Gold Queen. Dick was married to Clara two years ago, and, of course, he’s given up monster hunting since he went into the mining business. As for the Smithsonian, they will have to get someone else to look after old P. D., if ever the way is open, for they cannot get DICK AND DR. DAN. [THE END.] * * * * * Transcriber’s Notes: Illustrations have been moved to paragraph breaks near where they are mentioned. Punctuation has been made consistent. Variations in spelling and hyphenation were retained as they appear in the original publication, except that obvious typographical errors have been corrected. The following changes were made: p. 25: said added (here,” said Dick,) p. 35: Charley changed to Dick (replied Dick. “Trouble)