"So that's the boat that was found on the roof of the new sky-scraper, is it?" asked the newcomer, of Professor Grasier.
"So I understand; but they say it suffered no damage, so those who put it there must have been friends of the club. A fine looking lot of lads they seem to be; and Frank Allen is a particular favorite of mine. I hope he wins his race. It's worth while to have such a fellow standing up for Columbia, rather than boys like that other crowd," replied the choir master, with affection in his voice.
The boat was launched, and the crew took their places. Intense excitement reigned all around. Hundreds awaited the signal that would send the three contestants on their way up the river, headed for Rattail Island.
The last word had been said by Coach Willoughby as the advisor of the crew, and he was now ready to send the three rivals off as though they were part of a machine.
It was a pretty picture as the starter called out the word:
"Ready!"
Quickly following this came the sharp report of the pistol, and the three boats shot forward like arrows, as the oars fell into the water.
The great race was on!
CHAPTER XIV
THE GREAT RACE