"There he is at one of the windows!" cried Roger, pointing back to the school building. "I really believe he is beckoning to us!"
"Don't look," cautioned Dave. "He'll want us to go back, to put away some books, or clean our desks, or something. Doctor Clay said we could take this outing, and I'm not going to let any teacher spoil it. Forward!" and away from the shore he skated, with his chums around him. They had scarcely covered a distance of a dozen yards when a window was thrown up hastily, and Job Haskers thrust his head through the opening.
"Boys! boys!" called out the Oak Hall teacher. "Wait a minute! I want to know where you are going, and if all of you have finished studying."
"Don't look back, and don't answer!" said Roger, in a hoarse whisper.
"Give the school yell!" suggested Phil.
"Just the thing!" returned Sam Day. "Now then, all together!" And an instant later through the clear, wintry air, rang the well-known Oak Hall slogan:
"Baseball!
Football!
Oak Hall
Has the call!
Biff! Boom! Bang! Whoop!"
Three times the boys gave the cry, and by that time they had skated far up the river and out of
