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"You must have had some strenuous adventures," said Blake, who went with his chum.
"I certainly did. But, according to Joe, here, they weren't much more than what you boys went through with in New York, and getting those Indian films."
"That's right; we did have a time," admitted Blake.
"Well, I'm glad I've got my boy, anyhow," went on the former lighthouse worker, with a fond glance at Joe. "Nothing is worse than to have folks, and not know where to find 'em. I hungered and longed for Joe for days and nights, and now I have him. And I'm not going to lose him again, either, if I can help it," and he clasped his son's hand warmly in his palm, while tears dimmed his eyes. Joe, too, was much affected.
"If you only had your daughter now, you'd be all right," said Blake, anxious to turn the subject.
"Yes, so I would. My poor little girl! We must locate her next, Joe."
"But what about my sister?" asked Joe. "Can we find her?"
"We'll try, Joe, my boy!" exclaimed his father. "You and I together."
"Count me in!" cried Blake.
"I sure will," agreed Joe. "I wonder what will happen to us."
And what did, and how the two lads went on their new quest, will be related in the next volume of this series, to be entitled "The Moving Picture Boys in the Jungle; Or, Stirring Times Among the Wild Animals." In it will be told of their adventures and you may learn whether or not they found Joe's sister.
"Well, we got everything we came for," said Mr. Ringold, a few days later, when the shipwrecked ones had been sent to their homes with the exception of Mr. Duncan, who remained with Joe.
"Yes, all the dramas, and the storm and wreck as well," agreed Mr. Hadley.
"But we'll never have such good luck again," predicted C. C. Piper, with a return of his gloomy manner. "I know something will happen to us on our way back East."
"Oh, cheer up," urged Miss Lee; "the sun is shining."
"But it will rain to-morrow," declared the comedian, as he did some odd little dance steps.
Preparations for taking the theatrical company back East were made; but Joe, Blake and Mr. Duncan were uncertain about accompanying them. While Joe and his father were talking over their plans, Blake went to San Francisco on a vacation for a week.
But it was not much of a rest for him. While there he learned of a prize offered for the best moving picture of the fire department in action, and, though many operators tried, Blake's film was regarded as the best. He "scooped" the others easily, and beat some of the most skillful men in the business.
But now, for a time, we will take leave of the moving picture boys.
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