A sort of jubilee was held in the old Spanish mine that night. The miners celebrated their victory in royal good shape. Harvey Montaine was in high spirits. He gripped Frank’s hand warmly, saying: “I can never fully repay you, Frank, old friend. But for you I might never have seen daylight again.” “I was glad to be able to help you,” said Frank, sincerely. “I knew that you would do it, so I sent for you. The time may come when I can return the favor.” “Do not speak of it,” said Frank, warmly. “It is all right.” “I have a very rich claim upon the other side of the mountain. I shall make a large fortune out of it.” “I hope you will.” “You shall see that I will not forget you, old friend.” When daylight came not a greaser was to be found in the hills. The gang was thoroughly broken up with the death of Costello, and they dispersed to the settlements a hundred miles south. No further trouble in working the gold claims was to be apprehended. The prospectors from Saint’s Repose at once staked out their claims and began to sink a shaft. Harvey Montaine had no trouble in finding plenty of men who were willing to take hold with him in opening up his own claim. His predictions proved true, and he eventually reaped a large fortune from his claim. Frank and Barney were escorted down the pass to the place where they had left Pomp and the Steam Man by Silver Sam, Diamond Jake and a party of the prospectors. Pomp, as we have seen in a preceding chapter, had released himself from his bonds after being captured by the greasers, had got aboard the Steam Man and taken to the plain for safety. All that night he kept on the move in the vicinity, taking care to guard against a second surprise. But he was not attacked again, and some time after daylight he ventured to return to the spot where Barney and Frank upon returning would expect to find him. He had hardly done so when they appeared accompanied by Silver Sam and his crowd. Of course an exchange of experiences followed and then Frank and Barney boarded the Steam Man. “Three cheers for Frank Reade, Jr., and the Steam Man, boys,” cried Silver Sam, heartily. They were given with a will. Frank replied with several sharp notes from the whistle and then the Man was off. Soon the Los Pueblos Mountains faded away in the distance. For days the Steam Man kept on over wide plains until at length Laredo was reached again. Then once more the Steam Man was put aboard the cars. The great quest was ended. Harvey Montaine did not forget the favor done him, for two years later he sent Frank’s wife a valuable solitaire diamond worth many thousand of dollars from the mines of South America. And so ends the story of hot work among the greasers, but it does not conclude the experiences of the Steam Man, a further account of which may be found in No. 6, of the FRANK READE LIBRARY, entitled: “FRANK READE, JR., WITH HIS NEW STEAM MAN CHASING A GANG OF ’RUSTLERS;’ OR, WILD ADVENTURES IN MONTANA.”