The Adventures of a Freshman

on Young had become a class hero, a

he position of right guard-and finding football not so much a matter of mere muscle as it looked; the class glee club had been organized; a great many friendships had begun; nearly everybody had joined Whig or Clio Hall (whether they cared to deba

in a minute, before he had a chance to go to sleep. Ever since, it had been, "How are you, old man," from the very ones who used to laugh and say, "Here comes 'Thank you marm.'" Prominent fellows in the class who formerly merely nodded to him, said, "You must drop up to my room some evening." The Sophomores bothered him no more; C

y from Recitation Hall. "Say, Deacon, old man, come over to my room, I want to t

d Chapel, where the crowd was always thickest. More than one Freshman, looking on, wished he could be on

same way about Lee that day he first heard about the proclamations. P

we'd go some place where we could have an extra room to loaf and read the papers in, like the upper-classmen clubs, besides getting better grub, even if we have to pay a little more for it. There'll be Lucky, of course, and Stevie and Todd-Polk would come, only he ha

me," Young interrupted,

t out this one. And a few weeks before, the other Freshman might not have known how to reply to it: but they had

oing on to ask, what would you say to managing the club-would you mind the bother? Then it wouldn't cost you a cent

ung, finally, "I'll thin

r. You've got a week to mak

for asking

d not agree with Powelton that the fellows named were the best crowd in the class. In fact, he did not

ating the matter, and finally

r Mo

to be asked to join them, I suppose, and what is more important, I should be saving money by it. But although they ar

n't think you would like them. Now my friends at my present eating-club all study hard and have a definite aim in life. They are helpful and congenial friends. I

e this opportunity he might not be able to stay in college at all-and as for the new associates, she knew that her boy was no weakling. Finally she agreed with Will'

applauded by those watching from the terrace behind Witherspoon Hall. He was commended even by Nolan, the Junior who coached the team. "Now that you're learning to use your weight," said Nolan, "you're improving a little. By next year you will know somethin

that he had determined to run the new club. "Well, it's beginning to look now as if I might get through the year," he said to himself as he jogged along. "Haven't any board to pay now, and if I get through this year, I guess I can manage as a Sophomore all right. There's the Freshman $200 prize-I run a chance at winning that at the end of the y

n with witch-hazel, put on dry clothes, and then walked over to the club-the old c

him on making the team and pounded him on the back, for Barrows had overheard what the ca

ous evening with Xenophon, went to bed and slept like a bear, or rather like a healthy young

rooms, subscribed for a number of New York and Philadelphia daily papers, and showed Powelton, the president of the club, and t

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and they dined in the evening and i

and they dined in the evening, and it all seemed very fine and luxurious to Young. He missed Barrows and old Jim Wilson, the long, thin fellow who was

erness of mien, which had formerly made him ridiculous, now impr

of them remarked after th

"but when the time

that. You can see it in his face." That was Lucky

g him as if they were half afraid of him. He could not help discerning how pleased some of the younger members were to find themselves wa

tedly they were not a poling crowd and perhaps some of them were "sporty," but not so ma

'm not around that I don't know anything about. Sometimes at the other end of the table they make references to things, and they seem not to want

e, "Deacon, you have an excellent opportunity for exercising a steadying, sobering

onscientiously during the preceding weeks. They had rather prided themselves on not being "greasy polers" as they called fellows like Young's former clubmates, but now they were all poling at a gr

o Young. His name was Todd, and he had never opened a book, apparently, since the term began. To Young's knowledge he took long walks into the country-up over the hills to the north of town-every afternoon after examination instead

con did not know what to make of him. Young himself felt very much gratified over his success and wrote home to the minister about it, and confided to him, that he was going to try to capture the Freshman First Honor

many lines of Homer do we have to-day?"

more in the hail-fellow well-met way they treated each other. With Todd, for instance, they were as familiar and free and easy as they were with Billy Drew, and yet Todd was a First division man, like Young. Sometimes he found himself watching them after dinner, and

h Young; they respected him too much. Sometimes he

I know that he was made of flesh and blood, a