"Yes. And if the lake is large enough there ought to be a chance for some ice-boating," added Fred.
At last, with the aid of their parents, the four boys got their trunks and suitcases packed. They were to leave home for Colby Hall on Wednesday morning, and on Tuesday evening their folks gave them a little send-off in the shape of a party given at d.i.c.k Rover"s residence. At this gathering many of their boy friends were present, as well as a number of girls along with Mary and Martha. All of the young folks had an exceedingly pleasant time, which was kept up until midnight.
"And now for Colby Hall!" exclaimed Jack, after the party had come to an end.
"That"s it," returned Fred. "Colby Hall and the best times ever!"
"So say we all of us!" came from the twins.
CHAPTER VI
ON THE TRAIN
"Ready?"
"I"ve been ready for the last half hour."
"So have I. Come on, if we"re going to catch that train."
"Yes, boys, you don"t want to miss the train," came from Mrs. d.i.c.k Rover. She gazed at Jack fondly. "Oh, dear! how I hate to have you go!"
"And how I do hate to see Fred leave!" sighed Mrs. Sam Rover.
"And my twins!" murmured Tom"s wife. "I suppose they"ll be getting into all sorts of mischief at that boarding school."
"Oh, Ma! we"re going to be regular little lambs there," declared Andy.
"Just you wait and see what fine records we send home," added his twin.
"The automobiles are waiting, boys," broke in d.i.c.k Rover. "Come. The train is due to leave in twenty minutes, and you know how crowded traffic is around the Grand Central Terminal."
There were hasty good-byes, a number of kisses and words of cheer, and then the four boys left their mothers and the girls and ran down to where two automobiles were standing at the curb. The twins and their father leaped into one, and Jack and Fred and their fathers into the other, and in a moment more the two machines were gliding down Riverside Drive on the way to the Grand Central Terminal at Forty-second Street.
It was a perfect autumn day, and all four of the lads were in the best of spirits. To be sure, the fact that they were leaving home to be gone for several months sobered them a trifle; but all were eager to find out what was in store for them rather than to give thought to what had been left behind.
As might have been expected, there was a perfect jam of automobiles and carriages in the vicinity of the Terminal, and as a consequence the lads had barely time to get aboard the train which was to carry them to Haven Point, the town on the outskirts of which Colby Hall was located.
"Take care of yourselves!" cried d.i.c.k Rover.
"Learn all you can," added his brother Sam.
"And go slow on mischief," warned Tom.
"We"ll remember everything," came in a chorus from the four boys; and then, as they waved their hands to their parents, the long train pulled out of the big, gloomy station and the trip to the boarding school was begun.
Haven Point was located in the heart of New England, so that the boys had a ride of several hours ahead of them. They had seats in a parlor car, two on one side and two on the other, and they proceeded without delay to make themselves comfortable, the porter aiding them in disposing of their handbaggage.
"Good-bye to old New York!" cried Jack. "Won"t we have a lot of things to talk about when we get back!"
"I"m just crazy to see Colby Hall, to find out what it really looks like," said Andy.
"That picture we had of it looked pretty good," was Fred"s comment.
"But, of course, you can"t always tell by a picture."
"Not much!" vouchsafed Randy. "A building may look all right enough in a picture and still be about ready to tumble down."
The boys had left home in the middle of the forenoon, and expected to have their lunch on the train before reaching Haven Point.
"When lunch time comes I"m going to fill up," declared Andy. "No telling what sort of grub we"ll get at the Hall."
"Father said they used to have first-cla.s.s eats at Putnam Hall,"
declared Fred.
"Not always!" cried Jack. "At one time, while Captain Putnam was away, the food got so bad there that the cadets rebelled and left the school."
"Oh, that was before our fathers went to Putnam Hall," answered Randy.
"I heard about that, too. But while our fathers were there, the food was very good, indeed."
After about half an hour"s ride the train halted at a station, and among the pa.s.sengers to get aboard were two youths with suitcases.
"h.e.l.lo! what do you know about this?" cried Jack, surprised. "If there isn"t Spouter Powell! I wonder what he is doing down here. He doesn"t live in this town."
"And look at the fellow who is with him!" burst out Fred. "Did you ever see such a fat chap in your life?"
"Oh, say! I"ll bet I know who that fellow is," declared Randy. "It must be Spouter"s friend, Will Hendry. Spouter told me about him. They call him Fatty."
"And he fits his name," declared Randy. "Here they come now. They must have seats in this car."
Spouter Powell, a tall, thin youth with a ma.s.s of wavy, black hair overhanging his forehead, and wearing a small cap well back on his head, strode forward towards them. Behind him came the fat youth, struggling with a suitcase and puffing audibly.
"h.e.l.lo, you Rover boys!" sang out the son of Songbird Powell, cheerfully. "I thought you might be on this train."
"Glad to see you, Spouter. How are you?" returned Jack, grasping his hand cordially. "Got a little friend with you, I see."
"Exactly! My chum, Will Hendry. Fatty, these are the Rover boys. This is Jack, this is Fred, and these two little innocent lambs are the twins, Andy and Randy."
"Glad to know you," came from all, and a general handshaking followed.
It was found that the new arrivals had two seats at the other end of the parlor car; but there were other seats vacant near the Rover boys, and an exchange for these was quickly made through the Pullman conductor.
"Say! they don"t make you pay extra fare, do they?" queried Andy, as he looked at Fatty Hendry doing his best to squeeze into one of the chairs.
"Not yet. But I don"t know what I"m coming to," puffed the stout youth.
"Seems to me I"m taking on about a pound a day," he added, dolefully.