Synopsis

"Hurrah, boys, the lake is frozen over! We'll be sure to have good skating by to-morrow afternoon!" "That's fine news, Tom," came from Sam Rover. "I've been fairly aching for a skate ever since that cold snap of two weeks ago." "We'll have to start up some skating matches if good skating does really turn up," put in Dick Rover, who had just ed his two brothers in the gymnasium attached to Putnam Hall. "Don't you those matches we had last year?"