On returning home, the boys had imagined they were to settle down to a
quiet life, but such was not to be. On a houseboat the lads, with some
friends, sailed down the Ohio and the Mississippi rivers, and then
found themselves on the Plains, where they solved the mystery of Red
Rock ranch. Then they set sail on Southern Waters, and in the Gulf of
Mexico discovered a deserted yacht.

"Now for a good rest," Sam had said, and the three lads had returned
to the home farm, where, quite unexpectedly, more adventures befell
them. Then they returned to Putnam Hall; and all graduated with
considerable honor.

It had been decided by Mr. Rover that the boys should next go to
college, and he selected an institution of learning located in the
Middle West, not far from the town of Ashton. Brill College was a fine
place, and the Rovers knew they would like it as soon as they saw it.
With them went their old-time school chum, Songbird Powell, already
mentioned. At the same time, William Philander Tubbs came to the
college from Putnam Hall. He was a dudish fellow, who thought far more
of dress than of gaining an education, and he was often made the butt
of some practical joke.

It did not take the Rover boys long to make a number of friends at
Brill. These included Stanley Browne, a tall, gentlemanly youth; Bob
Grimes, who was greatly interested in baseball and other sports; Max
Spangler, a German-American youth, who was everybody's friend; and
Will Jackson, always called "Spud" because of his unusual fondness for
potatoes. Spud was a great story-teller, and some of his yarns were
marvelous in the extreme.