The teacher thought for a moment.
"Well, every boy likes a good pocket knife," he said presently. "Now, to the one who wins this race I'll give a first-class, four-bladed, buck-handled knife. I saw some very good ones down in the hardware store at the Point, and I'll get one Monday."
"That's splendid, Professor!" cried Jack. "I'll do my best to win that knife."
"You'll see that knife coming to me!" exclaimed Bill Glutts, glaring at the young captain.
Walt Baxter now called for the contestants to get ready. In a minute more the two bobsleds stood side by side, each with its load of passengers, and with Fred ready to push one to the front and Nick Carncross ready to shove the other.
"All ready!" shouted Walt. "One—two—three! Go!"
And away both bobsleds dashed, and the great race was on.