. The eight-oared victors; a story of college water sports . right way, said Frank. Iguess well get on to it after a bit. But lets rowour old way now, and go down to Crest will make a good distance, and test our we can row right. Anyhow, if we have acoach hell show us the ropes. Give way now,everybody I They made good speed, and, a little later, wereRearing the island, the largest one of three or fourthat dotted the lake. Crest Island was the homeof several cottagers in Summer. Look! Whats that I cried Tom, as theyneared the upper point of the bit of water-sur-rounded la
. The eight-oared victors; a story of college water sports . right way, said Frank. Iguess well get on to it after a bit. But lets rowour old way now, and go down to Crest will make a good distance, and test our we can row right. Anyhow, if we have acoach hell show us the ropes. Give way now,everybody I They made good speed, and, a little later, wereRearing the island, the largest one of three or fourthat dotted the lake. Crest Island was the homeof several cottagers in Summer. Look! Whats that I cried Tom, as theyneared the upper point of the bit of water-sur-rounded land. * Looks like a boat wrecked there! said Phil. ** It is, declared Sid. Its smashed on therocks. Lets take a look, suggested Frank. May-be its worth saving. Its a motor-boat, said Tom, as they camenearer. But I guess there Isnt much left of it. And theres part of the boathouse it was evi-dently In, came from Phil. Probably It wascarried away by the flood—boat, boathouse andall, and smashed on these rocks. By this time they had brought their boat to the. DID YOU BOYS TAKE ANYTHING FROM MY BOAT ?ASKED THE MAN. The Eight-Oared Victors Page 30 TOE NEW YOHK A«TOR. LI?NX A SITlLDfcJN pmiNUATloNS THE MISSING TROPHIES 29 island shore, and, getting out, they examined thewreck. Truly it had been a bad smash. The hullItself could never be used again, and it was a ques-tion whether the engine could, as one of the cylin-ders was badly cracked. The seat lockers hadbeen broken open, and nothing seemed to remainin them. Say, this Is the same boat that fellow locked inthe boathouse, the time we were out rowing whenwe met the Boxer Hall shell! cried Tom, as hesaw the name on the bow. * Thats right! agreed Frank. The verysame. Wallops said some boathouses had beencarried away. This must have been one of them. I wonder who owns this boat? ventured Sid,but no one answered him. They looked at the wreck for some little timelonger, and then started back up the river. Theyhad not gone far from the
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