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the excitement of victory does not atone at the moment for the 

 penalty of over-exertion. Dick and Jimmy fanned him with 

 their hats or rather Dick used his handkerchief, for his hat 

 had gone to the bottom by this time. 



As soon as he had got his wind back Frank turned to the 

 others, and was at once seized by his companions and raised 

 on their shoulders, and then carried in triumph to a carriage 

 where some ladies sat. A tall clergyman approached, and he 

 said, 



"You rowed splendidly, number three j wonderful, considering, 



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as I am told, you had no training for the race. I hope you will 

 be none the \\orse for it. Will you have some champagne?" 

 Frank could not resist a mighty draught of the cool wine, 

 although it is anything but a good thing to take at such a time. 

 An orange is the best thing, it slakes the thirst, and does no 

 injury to the stomach. The clergyman turned out to be 

 Marston's father, and his mother and sisters were in the 

 carriage. They invited our three boys '.o dine with them that 

 evening ; and after the yacht had been taken to her moorings 



