"But we can do it!" declared Betty, confidently.

As they were on their way to the starting line the girls noticed two
boys rowing along the shore, looking intently as they proceeded.

"Say, you haven't seen a big green canoe, with an Indian's head
painted in red on each end; have you?" asked one of the lads.

"No; why?" asked Grace.

"Someone took ours last night," spoke the other boy. "We were going in
the races with it, too. It was a dandy canoe!" and he seemed much
depressed.

"That's too bad," spoke Betty sympathetically. "If we see anything of
your canoe we'll let you know."

"Just send word to Tom Cardiff, over at Shaffer's dock!" cried the
elder boy eagerly. "There's a reward of two dollars for anyone who
finds it."

"Poor fellows!" said Betty as they rowed off. "I'd give two dollars of
my own now if we could find their canoe for them. They must be
dreadfully disappointed. Well, shall we start?"

"Yes, let's get it over with," replied Grace, nervously.

Grace and Amy were selected to look after the motor, they having been
"coached" by Uncle Amos for several days. They were to see that it did
not lack for oil, and if anything got out of adjustment they could fix