surface of Camalot Lake.

Another midget boat, constructed on the same lines as that in which
Bluff was seated, came flying down before the wind, and presently
brought up alongside the other craft.

It contained a single young fellow, upon whose frank and open face
rested a broad smile that seemed to prophesy pleasing news.

"What makes you look so happy, Frank? Evidently you've heard that your
examination papers were up to the standard, and it's college next year
for yours," remarked Bluff with eagerness, and, it must be confessed, a
tinge of envy in his quivering voice.

"Right for you! But that is only the beginning of my news!" cried Frank
Langdon as he reached out and caught Jerry by the arm.

"Am I in it?" demanded that worthy, seeming to catch his breath.

"Well, I should say you were, and with even better honors than poor me.
Now, the rest of you fellows, don't look that way. It's all right, I
tell you," went on the bearer of news, trying to control his own voice,
but succeeding only a little better than Jerry.

"Say! do you mean it? Did Bluff and I get through, after all?" exclaimed
Will.

Frank nodded his head enthusiastically.

"Careful, now, you wild Indians! Just remember that you're in canoes