s it was on the
other."

"Don't be a sorehead, Bill, just because you lost," put in Fatty Hendry.
"Be a good sport and shake hands with Jack over your defeat."

"I'll do as I please," roared the bully. "I don't need any advice from
you. You fellows are all against me." And with this remark he turned his
back on the crowd, and soon he and his cronies were making their way up
along the lake shore, dragging the _Yellow Streak_ behind them.

"It was a well won race, Captain Rover," said Professor Grawson. "You
can be proud of being the possessor of such a speedy bobsled. On Monday
I shall take great pleasure in getting that knife for you."

"Thank you, Professor. And I'll take great pleasure in accepting the
knife," said Jack, with a grin.

"Well, that's the time you squared up with Bill Glutts," remarked
Spouter, after the fun on Long Hill had come to an end and the boys had
said good-bye to the girls and were on the return to Colby Hall. "You
certainly paid him back for shoving you into that snowbank."

"I don't know whether I did or not," answered the young captain.
"Evidently Glutts doesn't know when he's had enough. I suppose he'll be
more bitter now than ever against me."

"Oh, I wouldn't worry about Glutts," put in Gif. "He's nothing but a
great big overgrown butcher boy." He said this because it was a
well-known fact that Bill Glutts was the only son of a wholesale butcher
who had made a small fortune in manufacturing and selling frankfurters.

"I don't see how a fellow like Nick Carncross can take up with him,"
remarked Fatty Hendry.

"I know why he does that," came from Ned Lowe. "Bill has had plenty of
money to spend lately--an uncle or somebody sent him quite a wad--and
Nick's pocketbook, I imagine, is rather thin."

"Say, Ned, come around to our rooms to-night and give us some music just
to celebrate this glorious event!" cried Fred, for Ned Lowe was quite a
performer on the mandolin and usually had some very funny songs to sing.

"All right, I'll be glad to come," answered the mandolin player. "Any
eats?"

"Oh, maybe we can scrape up something," answered Randy. The idea of a
little spread on the quiet appealed to him.

The idea of a little spread appealed to the others, too, and as a
consequence it was arranged between the Rovers and their chums that two
of them should go to Haven Point for some things for the spread. This
task was delegated to Andy and Fred, and they hurried off early in the
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