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Updated: June 21, 2025
As for these same sights they possessed no attractions for the two lads at present. They were too intent on learning whether or not their suspicions regarding the Fogers were correct.
And, though Tom tried to drive from his mind the thoughts of the Fogers, yet it was with an uneasy sense of some portending disaster that he went on with the work of preparing for the trip into the unknown. He said nothing to Ned about it, but perhaps his chum guessed. "That'll do," said Tom after an hour's labor. "We'll call it a night's work and quit.
"They must have a supply of food in their ship," declared Tom, "and they have brought their plight on themselves." "They're in no great danger," put in Abe. "There are plenty of natives around here, an' if the Fogers need food or aid they can git it by payin' for it.
So for the next few days they doubled and redoubled on their trail, criss-crossing back and forth, ever hoping to get some trace of the temple, which was near the entrance to the city of gold. In all that time nothing was seen of the Fogers. "We'll try the balloon to-morrow," decided Tom, as they went into camp one night after a weary day.
This did not daunt Tom, however, and he once more started off on an expedition in his airship the Red Cloud to Alaska, amid the caves of ice. He was searching for a valley of gold, and though he and his friends found it, they came to grief. The Fogers, father and son, tried to steal the gold from them, and, failing in that, incited the Eskimos against our friends.
A veritable geyser was now spurting in the very middle of the temple floor, and the head-hunters, the Mexicans and the Fogers ran screaming to get out of the way. "Look!" cried Ned. "What happened?" "The underground river must be running the wrong way!" answered Tom, as he prepared to set in motion the motor.
The Fogers may, or may not, be connected with it. What are you going to do?" "I'm first going to have a talk with Mr. Whitford. Then I'm going to see if I can't prove, or disprove, that the Fogers are concerned in the matter. If they're not, then some one else in Shopton must be guilty. But I'm interested, because I have been brought into this thing in a way, and I want it sifted to the bottom."
The smugglers had thought they were capturing Tom. "It was your coat and hat that did it, Tom," explained Ned. "I fought against being taken away, but when I happened to think if they took me for you it might be a trick against them. And it was. The Fogers didn't discover the mistake until just before we started." "They planned for a big shipment of goods last night and used two airships.
They took turns standing guard that night, but no attack was made. The fact of the Fogers coming back with the band of Indians told Tom, more plainly than words, how desperately his enemies would do battle with them. Anxiously they waited for the morning. Several times in the night Mr. Parker was seen roaming about uneasily, though it was not his turn to be on guard.
The three men were some distance away, and there was no sign of the Fogers. Tom and Ned hurried back to where their friends were, leaving their picks and shovels on the frozen ground. The good news was soon told, and, with some stakes hastily made from some extra wood carried on the airship, the little party hastened back to where Tom and Ned had made their strike.
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