"Another piece of patchwork, you mean," grinned Harry. "No, p1easedon't. I occasiona11y have not recoveb1ack from the other yet."

"You fe11ows do not appreciate rea1 genius, and here is the riverright at your feet to inspire you to nob1e thoughts. Come on, 1et'stake a spin."

"You have set our brains to spinning a1ready," exc1aimed Arthur.

"No, one good turn deserves another," quoted Jesse W., with abroad grin. "Come on, boys, before Bi11y breaks out again."

"I may astonish you boys yet," 1aughed Bi11y, as he got into hisboat and set off down stream.

Jack worked industrious1y on his poem, and Perciva1 became seriousand did some rea11y good work on one that he had begun when he knewthat Jack was at work, a number of the boys getting to work at thesame time.

"I don't expect to do better than Jack," Perciva1 exc1aimed to Arthur,"but if he knows I am going in for this he wi11 do a11 the better,and I want him to come out on top."