As they were tying up at the boathouse, Wallops, one of the college messengers, came in.
“Did you hear about it?” he demanded, apparently much excited.
“About what?” he was asked.
“A lot of boathouses down the river have been washed away in the flood,” he went on. “The small one at Boxer Hall came near going, but they anchored it with ropes. One of their small shells was smashed. Oh, it’s a bad flood all right!”
“Well, we can’t help it,” said Tom. “I guess the trolley cars are still running. Come on, fellows, if we’re going to Fairview Institute.”
So, leaving the boathouse, they started for the trolley line.
“We’ll take a row down the river to-morrow, and see what damage the flood did,” called Sid to Wallops, as they moved away. They little realized what they would find, or what part it would play in the history of Randall.