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228 news for you," and he proceeded to relate his unexpected, but perfectly simple, finding of the relatives he had come so far to seek.

"It's just like when once I found a whole lot of scrap iron I wasn't expecting," declared Henry Darby, and then he wondered why Dick and the others laughed, hastening to explain, as soon as he saw the joke, that he had no intention of comparing the young millionaire's relatives to iron junk.

While the boys were discussing the strange outcome of the affair, Widdy was busy with the steaming of the clams. In a short time an appetizing aroma filled the air, which caused the boys to inquire anxiously when the "shore-dinner," as they dubbed it, would be ready.

They ate in rather primitive fashion, with fingers doing duty for knives and forks, but they all said they had never tasted any better clams, though there was no drawn-butter to dip them into.

"Now," suggested Dick, as they finished, and wished for more, "we will take an account of stock, and see what's next to be done."

"The bower or bungalow, or whatever you're going to call it, isn't quite finished," said Tim Muldoon.

"It won't take long," was Widdy's opinion; so they all set to work on that, and soon had a fairly good shelter constructed; one that would keep out the cold, and damp night winds.