For the Honor of Randall

glorious

e study which he shared with his chums, l

perfect,"

, in various attitudes, took their ease, ma

went on, "the

rted out Sid Henderson, as

f the fines

in Phil Clinton, with a yawn. "Dry

ene, which, to do him justice, had wonderfully moved him, continued to stand there. T

unto a warrior's shield, whereon he, from raging battle c

dubbed. He shied his book full at Tom Parsons, catching him in the back, and bringing

s you are in deep water. I suppose I should have said: 'Oh see the moon. Does the moon see me? The moon sees me. What a pretty moon!' Bah! You make m

t night!"

!" hiss

o!" cried Phil. "Let th

"There's no use trying to do any work with this mob. I'm going over to see Dutch H

c. Zane's socks, or running the flag up at half mast on the chapel," declare

it somewhere, or Tom would never be so poetical.

aned the lad who had been looking at the moonligh

window, kicked under the sofa the book which Frank

p armchair, causing the ancient piece of furniture to emit many a g

from you fellows," grun

. "Now that you've broken the ice, I don't mind admit

way, one arm in and th

Hill, and with this moon-say it's a shame to stay in! That's what I've been trying to ding

, referring to the proctor, who ke

heir bobs over on the hill. There were so many that the good old doctor said he'd raise the rules for to-night, becaus

emanded Sid. "Of course we'll go. W

tried to make you appreciate the beauty of the night rat

y coasting, and I guess there is, we'll be in it. Come

voted quartette in Randall, passed out into the corridor. As they descended the stairs they heard a subdued hum that told of other students bent on the same

hastened his pace toward an out-building of the gymnasium, where t

in coasting on a big hill about a mile away from the college. Some of the lads clubbed together and had built fine, big bobs, with foot rests, carpet on t

n, was one of the best in Randall. It was fifteen feet long, and could carry quite

he midst of a throng of fellow students, all hurrying toward th

rked Sid, as Jerry and Joe Jackson

" added Phil. "He can

. "I say, Dutch!" he

already plenty?" "Dutch," or othe

. "Come on, give us a hand,

u have the honor of pulling me," and, with a sigh of

ff, you hors

student off, but Tom, with a wink, indicated a better way of di

ts an auto,"

y, and the bob turned over, spil

blew the snow out of his mouth. "Just for that I'll not ride with you

owd of students hurried on, our heroes among them. In a little

," observed Tom. "I tol

mob!" for by this time they had come out on top of the long slope that le

rls from the neighboring town of Haddonfield, and the shrill voices of the lassies and the hoarser s

dy!" called Tom. "Let

g to steer?

"He's got the most muscl

e took his place at the steering wheel, while Tom got on

and several of his friends

of our friends knew them, but it was a common custom to give all

n!" inv

laugh that showed her even white teeth, took her place behind the steersm

ce, and Tom looked up to see a y

. Get on Mrs. Beach, and we'll give you a fine ride!" The young married couple had often entertained our four

ried Sid, clan

hoved the bob to the edge of the hill. Then they were off, going down like the wind, while the runne

k of Frank. "Say, did you ever try to go t

an instant, and then getting his eyes on the road again, for there were man

sisted the gir

sled. We never could make

own boys do it

here!" Frank yelled as he narrowly mi

nd finally going down to a small pond. It was a semi-public road, but seldom used. To attempt to negotiate it with a swift bob was perilous, for the least mistake in ste

on the girl back of Frank, as

mall sled. I'll not try i

assure him. "This is too much f

nd then came the hard work of dr

the rope. "Slide down 'em one way, and, when you get to the bottom

much," commented

sled filled with young people, drawn by two prancing hors

fun!" cried

d Tom, of Phil. "It sound

owd from Fairview," he added, naming a co-educational institution not far from Randall,

So glad to see you! Are the

he glimpsed Madge Tyler. "C

Harrison with a laugh. "We h

as he reached her side. "Whose bob is that?

t's all right," she hastened to add, as she saw her brother look at her curiously. "We have permission,

il. "But who is t

ong the other girls was a Miss Helen Newton, whom Tom and his chums h

us?" asked Tom, looking rath

rton, with a familiar air that Tom di

e did not like this new student, with his calm air of

he big bob. "This isn't anything, even if it is a new one. Get on

, as he helped swing their own

ven than that of our friends. There were back-rests f

as she and her girl friends, togethe

his chums watching with critical eye

ere was a moment's wait, while their bob filled, the same three pretty gir

almost in the wake of Burton's sle

etting ready to jam on the b

s headed right for the hollow cut-off! He'll neve

ken only by the scraping of the runne

to the right, Burton! Y

danger, they cried shrilly. But it was too late to turn aside now, and Tom and his chums, coming on like the wind behind the