CHAPTER XXII.
ANOTHER BOAT RACE.
The horses now demanded all of Harry’s attention. One of them was bound to run away, and the youth had all he could do to hold the animal in check. But the lad knew what he was doing and presently held them under complete control.
Then our hero staggered out of the bushes with his hand on his neck, where a big lump was rising.
“Where are they?”
“Gone! Did they rob you, Jerry?”
“No.”
“Then you are in luck.”
“What do you mean, Harry?”