rville," said a cadet standing
near. "Ritter hired it for a week."
The second craft was called the _Rosebud_, and was rather a fine-looking
outfit, with steel runners and a snowy-white sail.
"He must have paid something to rent that," observed Jack. "I thought he
didn't have much money?"
"He says his father is in business again and is doing better," answered
Paxton, who was present. "Hello, Reff!" he called out. "Want another
passenger?"
"I don't want you!" answered the bully, briefly.
"All right, you don't have to have me!" growled Paxton.
"Say, Century, do you want to race me?" asked Ritter, as he brought the
_Rosebud_ alongside the dock.
"I don't know," answered Fred, slowly. "What do you say?" he whispered
to the others.
"Do you think you can beat him?" asked Pepper.
"I can try."
"Then go ahead," said Jack. "You don't care, do you, Andy?"
"Not at all--if Fred can beat him," was the reply from the acrobatic
youth.
"All right, I'll race!" called out Fred. "But you will have to carry
four, the same as myself."
"Humph!" growled Ritter. "I don't know about that."
"I'll go, Reff!" cried Mumps.
"So will I!" added a cadet named White.
"All right, jump aboard," cried the bully, and Mumps and White lost no
time in doing as bidden.
"Where do you want to race to?" asked Fred.
"Up to Dorsett's Point and back."
"All right. Are you ready?"
"Yes."
"Then let her go!" yelled the owner of _Skimmer_; and in a moment the
iceboat race had started.
CHAPTER XXV
THE MAN AT POINT VIEW LODGE
At first it was an even race. Reff Ritter knew how to handle an iceboat
to perfection and brought his craft up in the breeze in a manner that
won considerable admiration.
"Take care that he doesn't beat you, Fred," said Pepper. "If he does, he
will never get done crowing over you."
"This race isn't over yet," answered the owner of the _Skimmer_. "Wait
till we round the bend yonder."
When the bend mentioned was gained the _Rosebud_ was a good three
lengths in the lead.
"Good-by!" shouted Coulter. "Here is where we leave you behind!"
"Your iceboat isn't in it with this," added Mumps.
"We'll tell them you are coming by-and-by!" came from Ritter.
"Don't answer them," whispered Jack. "Fred, can we do anything to help
the boat along?"
"Just shift a little more to the left--that's it," was the reply. "Now
we'll soon get the breeze and then we'll do better."
Fred's words prove
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