The High School Boys' Canoe Club

It's the wreck of one of the grandest enterprises ever conceived by the human mind! complained Colonel W.P. Grundy in a voice broken with emotion. A group of small boys grinned though they offered no audible comment. Such defeats often usually in fact - come to those who try to educate the masses and bring popular intelligence to a higher level was the colonel's declaration as he wiped away a real or imaginary tear. On a nearby lot stood a large show tent so grayed and frayed so altogether dingy as to suggest that it had seen some summers of service ere it became briefly the property of Colonel Grundy.