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Winning His W": A Story of Freshman Year at College"

Chapter 5 UNSOUGHT ATTENTIONS

Word Count: 2273    |    Released on: 01/12/2017

zen or more of whom he recognized as being in the room. He looked quickly behind him at the door, but this already had been closed and t

and his bearing was that of a rowdy. The fact that Mott had secured a high position among the college athletes had in a measure made amends for his low tendencies of life in the ey

somewhat dim light Will could see that the great splotches of red on Peter John's face appeared to be larger and of a more fiery tint than usual, and his coarse red hair fairly stood on end. There was an expression of mingled terror and wild, almost ungovernable, rage on his face, and Will knew what that p

freshman, ar

ger on me or I'll break your head! This is my room and I'll have

Hawley laughed as his room-mate spoke, but Will's face became pale and he could almost hear the beating of his own heart, so intensely excit

ne more chance,"

get out of this room! I didn't ask you to co

came because you need us and for the good of t

ng above his head he was suddenly seized by his adversaries, the chair was wrenched from his hands, he was thrown heavily to the floor, and in a moment his hands and feet were fast bound wit

of thieves and low-down scoundrels! I'll have you put where you won't abuse anybody any more!" Peter John's voice rose with every fresh threat until at last it almost broke in a

We must hush the infant's wailings or he'll have the whole of Winthrop up here. He s

securely bound a handkerchief about Peter John's face, a t

done, "we'll turn to the other part of the program. Here, you freshman," he added, turn

he possessed, and that was by no means small, but a laugh from Hawley restored a measure of self-p

t, "you've got to get rid of that eternal grin of yours. Wi

t for nineteen years, but I haven't succeeded yet. If you fellows

m as he said, "Quit that!" Then turning again to Hawley he sai

hall I

hat smile off your face and throw

ing soberly to the window pretended to throw something out; but when he returned to his seat his laug

he said again to Hawley, "That won't do, fres

ompelled to repeat his senseless and silly perform

what a good little boy he really is. He isn't going to do any of the naughty things that some of the wicked little college boys do. He is strong, he is,

're coming, our b

of temperance we

obacco, for th

do use it most

him. Then flashed into his mind the last conversation he had had with his mother and in which he had given her a promise not unlike that at which Mott had hinted. And he intended to keep it too, he assure

ly Will said, "What is it

man, but it's not well even for a freshman to be too fresh. Eve

responded several, sha

ur good graces that he's not only willing to do what we tell him but he even comes and a

again. "Now, then, freshman," said Mott, pointing his finger at Wil

me very much," replied Will coolly

on the floor and wrestle with te

slipped from his seat on the table to the floor."That's the way. Now the

isted and writhed and struggled, shrieks of laughter greeting his efforts from the assembled

tt when several minutes had elapsed. "You'd bette

lightly as he glanced at Hawley, whose impert

t football player, I u

me fellows might think so, but it depends on wh

ittle lamb. I hear you're a great sprinter,

said Will with a laugh, for he was now feeling somewhat the effects of Hawley's manner of meeting his torme

Mott. They don't need any more.""Hold on, I'm not done yet," replied Mott. "Tell

ling High

ou ran

lit

any m

f

es! Got

ne, but he laughed and made no reply to Mott's question, fearfu

rack team of the Meadowbro

's face flushed. Will perceived that he had made a mistake and his better plan would be to say as

inter from the Toad Hollow

d. I never heard of

ody from the Honeyvill

N

martville Four

o do with those schools. W

enough. Let 'em go now," sug

us an exhibition of what they can do. You fellows take off yo

f the muscles in his arms, but Hawley, good-natured and imperturbable as

encouragingly. "Now take

said, "We'll have a collar-button race. You two athletes put these buttons on the floor and push them across to

aces were near together and Hawley whispered a few words in Will's ear. His companion's eyes f

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