Had Dick been less strong in his faith in Dick & Co.

he might have gone to pieces under the nagging.
Bob Hartwell, glancing smilingly back over one shoulder, saw the Gridley boys working.
"We've got 'em stung, fellows," called the Preston High School big chief to his crew.

"Take it easy, but don't let 'em gain anything.

We won't try to increase the lead until we're on the last half of the home stretch." A hundred and fifty yards from the upper buoy Dick passed the word: "Now, hump a bit.

We want to worry 'em as we get to the buoy.
Make it hot for Preston! One, two, three, four!" Some of that distance was covered.