Ann Arbor Tales

ow, listlessly, at first, but more thickly as nightfall approached. The next morning the townsfolk

rd work for strong hands manipulating broad wooden shovels, for so deep was the snow that after a few feeble attem

ns of the winter of 1830 when the snow-according to him-had fallen "a mite deeper," and the farmers, living along

d hovered near the zero-point, began slowly to rise. At midnight a weak, half-hearted rain set in. The next noon, with that mischievousness in which the elements of our zone not infrequently indulge, a strong

outhwest corner of the state a new sect was born whose leaders proclaimed the dawn of the Age of

out of the crust gigantic caricatures of well-known instructors. With the zeal and yo-heave-ho of lumber-jacks they raised the

who, shunning the spectacle afforded by the decorated campus, sought the seclusion of a certain back-room down-tow

ast one banquet was to pass without a recurrence of those adventures wh

treet Billiard Hall. "If they were up to any stunts we'd have heard before this, with

ith a significant wag of his head. "Maybe this keeping-still now

win replied. "And as for the sophomores, they say there's too much goin

d. "You'd better keep an eye out," he advised. "I'll help

e hear a word that sounded in the least susp

erwin again in t

e side. "I'm fixed," he whispe

Norse

dress su

in the f

an it seems to be from the front, and I've put my suit, and dress-shirt, and all, up there. Such a

know ab

soul bu

ou alone, but you can't be too careful the rest of

gs; he was going to be busier th

s smooth as oil; and, by Jove, it's going to, if I've g

planned to

d, slapping him sturdily on the back, "Don't you have any fear for me. Go

's safe, all rig

ed, flauntingly. "Of c

orse

strap over his shoulder, clinked, musically, as he picked his way with exceeding caution along the icy pavement. A moon was due in an hour and the street-lamps were unlighted. When he reached the top of the hill and saw ahead of him the street flooded with the golden glow of the store illuminations, he suddenly recalled the box of flash-light powder that he had, till now, forgotten. Myrtle had expressed a desire for a picture of her room to send "back home," and he had promised to take one. He would, he thought, secure a box at once and have done with it. He re

listening he made out a word now and then of what seemed an earnest conversation carried on in undertone. And then he heard mentioned a name that caused him to start and cast a quick glance to the rear of the store where the salesman was still busy wi

in't it funny he's not t

es," was the indefinite reply.

d with sardo

s a bloomin' long wa

as the reply. "It ain

e's body was tense,

so blasted cold. We don't wa

tove out there yesterday. We can

ll hot, yet

ay

d his

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the edge of

the place is r

, he would have flung his skates through the great plate-glass window of the st

d who, that instant, stepped from behind the counter into the aisle. Before they reached the door he was speeding up State Street, past Tut's, past the Congregational Church, pa