Being urged to do so Fred proceeded to relate the story of how George had carried off the prize. He did not spare himself in the telling either and left out no detail of how disappointed he had been to find that George had beaten him out. When he told how George had hooked his trout the story was greeted with gales of laughter and congratulations were showered upon the fortunate fisherman.
“A fellow with schemes like that would be hard to beat in any sort of a game,” laughed Hugh.
“What sort of games are we going to have?” asked John.
“We thought a sailing race would be fun,” said Hugh.
“Yes, and so would swimming and canoe races,” exclaimed Grant. “Do you think three events will be enough?”
“How about a tilting contest?” said Thomas.
“What’s a tilting contest?” asked Fred curiously.
“Didn’t you ever hear of that?”
“Never that I know of.”
“Why, it’s like this,” explained Thomas. “Two fellows get into a canoe; the one in the stern paddles and steers and the fellow in the bow has a great long pole with one end of it all wrapped up with rags or something like that. Another canoe fixed up the same way opposes them and the two attack each other. The fellows with the poles jab at each other and try to upset the other canoe or knock the bow man overboard; if he falls overboard or the canoe upsets of course they lose the match.”