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

Chapter 8 THE PARADE

Word Count: 2279    |    Released on: 01/12/2017

or," said Allen, the leading spirit of t

ill laughingly, for in his heart he felt honore

reshman. How are

us busy, to

an the

ly class we have to

own class

eter John quickly, and all who were in the room

y to talk," re

joking," persisted P

hat we've come for is to t

parade?" inq

at least most of the classes have had one and as yours is the best class tha

he band?" deman

at is, your

cent," retort

e others will make it up. I'm just telling you

interrupted Will. "Let'

. We try to arrange a part of it for you and help you out in some of the details. The whole thing

myself for anybody," sp

," replied Allen quietly, but in the laug

nt us to do?" i

n-I've forgotten his name," said All

t either!" said that worthy promptly. "But I don't propose to hire a

w what I think, I'm of the opinion that if you'd be one to help haul the committee from the senior class around in their chari

do it," replied P

t' you spoke of, Al

hmen to haul the officers of the senior class around in it. It doesn't amo

an count on me,"

t from you. I've something el

t's

epared to depart, Allen said, "You're to assemble at the gym, you know, and the parade will be formed in front of it on the street. It'll march up Main Street, down East End Avenue, around through Walker Street, up West Street, across Drury Lane and the

hat?" sa

nd, and if it's a good day there'll be a crowd here from out of town. The trains will be crowded that day, and there'

it was to-morrow. Where shall w

some. Come down to my room to-morrow and I'll see what can be done. Good

d Will and Foster, and

all," said Peter John when the freshmen were by

Don't pull off that wa

so big a fool as

bigger one if

'm not going to go i

a freshman, but you can't help that

n than you are," retor

t'll be a great deal better for you to go in quietly, and whatever you think about it, just keep your thoughts to yourself, and don't call the atten

think

now

a fellow I was the other night. I'd have b

t. It's a great deal better to do a

given those fellows something to laug

't worth while to kick too hard, Peter John. A fellow has just got to take some things in life as he f

to let anybody impose on me

e than every fellow in the class, and if you don't go in you'll be

ink so,

more fuss about it.""Well, I'll think about it," replied t

from the steps of the gymnasium, all the freshmen were made aware that the time for their assembly had arrived. There were crowds of strangers to be seen about the streets and the little town was all active with unwonted bustle.

entered the gymnasium building they found a large number of their own classmates a

s, all dressed in the garb of firemen, with red jackets and helmet hats of paper. In their hands was a huge rope at least two and a half inches in diameter, which was attached to a tiny tin fire engine not more than a foot in length. Behind the firemen came Hawley, who was dressed as an infant with a lace cap on his head and carefully tied bows under his chin, while in his hands he was carrying a bottle of milk. He was seated in an improvised baby carriage, which was being pushed by on

anything in your

ever

the "fire engine." Not a trace of a smile could be seen on his face, and to all appea

side the long column, and their derisive remarks were frequent and loud. The sophomores also added their comments, but there was no open disturbance throughout the m

filled with the people and students that had watched the march, and, as soon as Will and Foster had donned their baseball suits, for both had b

John, did you, Fos

ll the worse fo

What are we going to

thi

the chap suffer for

ve to learn for himself. Yo

I'm afraid that's all the good it does.

and compelled to stand upon an upturned barrel, which was substituted for the home plate. The pitcher and catcher were each also to stand upon a barrel and the pitcher was ordered to throw the ball with his left hand. Naturally it was impossible for the batter to hit the ball, since he was blindfolded, and when three strikes had been called he tore the bandage from his eyes and upon his hands and knees was compelled to cra

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