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Chapter 14 THE BOAT RACES
The day for the boat races dawned clear and bright. There was no breeze and the surface of Cayuga Lake was almost as smooth as a mill pond.
"What an ideal day for the contests!" cried Jack, as he and Andy walked down to the boathouse. "It couldn't possibly be better."
"If it doesn't blow up a storm by afternoon," answered the acrobatic cadet.
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