Arthur Hastings. "I told her, too, that it wouldn't make half the fun the greasy pig did, and you ought to have seen her stick up her nose. Another thing, now that I think of it: Unless the wind is just right, the flag will wallop itself over and around the pole until it is all covered with grease."
"And the boy who is lucky enough to capture it will have to take it into the water with him, and there is her elegant prize ruined at the start," chimed in Joe Wayring.
"Don't you think Miss Arden had wit enough to provide for that?" exclaimed Mr. Yale, the jeweler, who happened to overhear this remark. "Do you see that little flag beside the blue one? Well, that is intended to represent the prize. If you are fortunate enough to capture that, you can fly the blue pennant at your masthead."
Miss Arden was right when she told her friends that she was sure that the gallant fellows who belonged to the canoe club would work harder for her flag than they would for a greasy pig. Every one of the boys who stopped in front of Mr. Yale's window that after-
