"It's just meat to them to see me so badly sold on the pony, and
to know that my father ordered the animal shot and carted away!"
muttered young Ripley fiercely. "Of course the whole town knows
of it by this time. Prescott's muckers and a few others will
be in high glee over my misfortune, but, anyway, I'll have the
sympathy of all the decent people in Gridley!"
Fred's ears must have burned that night, however, for the majority
of the Gridley boys were laughing over his poor trade in horse
flesh.
CHAPTER XI
ALL READY TO RACE, BUT-----
On the landing stage at the Hotel Pleasant a group of girls stood
on the following Tuesday morning.
"Wouldn't Dick and Dave and the rest of their crowd enjoy this
lake if they were here with their canoe?" asked Laura Bentley.
"Yes," agreed Belle Meade. "And very likely they'd win some more
laurels for Gridley High School, too. Preston High School has
a six-paddle canoe here now, and Trentville High School will send
a canoe crew here in a few days. Oh, how I wish the boys could
manage to get here with their war canoe!"
"It seems too bad, doesn't it," remarked Clara Marshall, "that
some of the nicest boys in our high school are so poor that they
can't do the ordinary things they would like to do?"
"Some of the boys in Dick & Co. won't be poor when they've been
out of school ten years," Laura predicted, with a glowing face.
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