"So I see," answered Chub. "But it isn't necessary to upset this one, too. Besides, they can all swim like fishes." Nevertheless he bent to his paddle and, with Roy making ineffectual efforts to help him, fairly shot the craft over the water. But long before they had neared the overturned boat it became evident that their aid was not required, for the boys in the water, laughing over their mishap, were swimming toward the beach and pushing the capsized boat before them. Chub headed the canoe toward the landing. "You see," he explained, "no fellow is allowed to get into a boat here until he can swim, and so, barring a swift current, there isn't much danger. That's Sid in front. He's a regular fish in the water and it's even money that he upset the thing on purpose. He'd better not let Emmy know about it, though. By the way, how about you? Can you swim? I forgot to ask you." "Yes, I can swim pretty fair," answered Roy. "All right. I took it for granted you could. You look like a chap that can do things. Do you play baseball?" "No; that is, I've never played on a team. Of course, I can catch a ball if it's coming my way." "Good! Why not come out for the nine in the spring? Will you?" "I don't believe there'd be much use in it," said Roy. "I know so little about the game." "That's all right. You could learn. Half the fellows who try have never played before. And I know you can start quick and run like a streak. I saw you make that touchdown day before yesterday. You'd better try." "Well," answered Roy, as they lifted the canoe from the water and bore it into the boat house, "maybe I will. Only I don't think the captain would be very glad to see me." "Don't you worry about the captain," laughed Chub. "He's too glad to get material to be fussy." "Who is captain?" asked Roy. "I am," said Chub. "That's how I know so much about him!" CHAPTER VI METHUSELAH HAS A SORE THROAT