out skating, while a few brought out the ice-boats they had constructed.
Among the latter affairs was the Snowbird, built by two students named Messmer and Henshaw. It was not a handsome craft, but it could make good speed, and that was what the boys wanted.
"Come on for a sail, Dave!" called Henshaw, after school-hours on Tuesday. "It's just grand on the river."
"I was going skating with Roger and Phil," was the reply. "Otherwise I'd like to go first-rate."
"Tell them to come too," said Messmer, a lad who always liked to have company on his rides. The matter was quickly arranged, and Shadow Hamilton was also included in the party. The ice-boat was rather crowded, but that only added to the sport.
"Hold tight, everybody!" cried Henshaw, as he raised the sail. There was a good, stiff breeze, and in a minute the Snowbird was bowling along in grand style, the students shrieking their delight as they passed their numerous friends on skates.
"Come along and race!" cried Roger, to Sam Day.
"Give me a tow and I will," was the merry reply.
"Be sure to return when you get back!" called out Ben Basswood, and this remark caused a general laugh.
