"I want to see dad," returned his younger brother.

"Oh, so do I."

"Oak Run! All out for Oak Run!" It was the well-known cry of the
brakeman as the train rolled into the station where the Rovers were to
alight.

"Good-bye, everybody!" sang out both Sam and Tom, and, baggage in
hand, they hurried to the station platform. Then the train went on its
way, leaving them behind.

The boys had sent a message ahead, stating when they would arrive,
and, consequently, Jack Ness, the hired man, was on hand with the
family touring car.

"Back safe and sound, eh? Glad to see yer!" cried the hired man, as
they approached, and he touched his cap.

"And we are glad to be back, Jack," returned Tom, and added quickly:
"How is my father?"

"Oh, he's doin' as well as can be expected, Mr. Tom. The doctors say
he has got to keep quiet. Your Aunt Martha said to warn both of you
not to excite him."

"Is he in bed?" questioned Sam.

"Not exactly. He sits up in his easy chair. He can't do much walkin'