"What is it?" chorused his companions.
"Look!" he said. "It's the reply of Waterside to our challenge for a rowing race."
His brother and his chums read this:
"Replying to your favor of recent date in regard to our crew rowing you in a four-oared shell race we beg to decline. Riverview isn't in our class, and we don't wish to get the name of rowing with an inferior school. You have no crew worthy of the name, and no decent shell. We should be the laughing stock of the river if we entered into a race with a one-horse school. There's nothing doing.
"Yours,
"Athletic Committee."
"Well, wouldn't that bend your outriggers!" cried Andy, while Frank crumpled up the paper in his hand and ground it under his heel.
CHAPTER XVII
A SCHOOL BATTLE
"Sure that isn't a fake?"
"Did those fellows really write that?"