The Adventures of a Freshman

with him forgot it, and not many of the hundreds of other men that have been in college before and since have forgotten similar experie

ges in Livy, Book I. The recitation came the first thing in the

oked street called Canal Street, because, he supposed, it led down to the canal. The little room se

t division, because his last name began with Y. Later on in the term, when they were to be divided according to rank, he would not be in the last divi

beyond that the long, level sweeps of rich prairie acres, all seemed very far away to-night. "I'm not homesick-of course not," he told himself, but all the same he thought he could study better if

on of the campus. It was someone singing. It was nothing to get excited over; men in the upper classes were all the time going around in groups lazily singing, laughing

or just then the singing stopped-the quick, short college cheer cut through the air, and on the end of the

iger! Siss-boom-a

except that the Siss, the Boom, and the Ah were prolonged impress

is class. Young's heart began to thump. "That's my class," he said to himself, and then he turned to his

singing to the tune

blank-Drink her do

to Ninet

down-drink

to Nine

e's al

ymed with the oth

wn his book

coming sti

me of the indivi

on Street

he corner at

hey h

uted, "Now then, altoge

" the many shouted in unis

ened his

cried the s

l was r

uck his

g cheer for the honor of your cla

r fairly sho

shrill voice, "Ninety-blank thi

the next minute he was running downstairs t

him from neighboring house

, closely drawn up four abreast, cheering for itself with all its might. The Juniors were lea

w nearer, and those in the rear ranks hearing their footsteps

rvous Junior came down the line looking each row over as he came along

ng, and with that Young was taken by the arm, led way up to one of the front rows, shov

eeve and locked an arm through his as if they had bee

man?" he asked in an excited manner. There was a lull in the cheering; everyone seemed to be whispering an

ds," said Young to his neighbor wonderi

half, stripped, just now-go up, though, after

the command to march was given, and the line started forward, irregularly at first and with much treading upon heels, until one of the Juniors shouted, "Spread out, fellows, spread out; you'll have" (laughing) "all the close rank

ah! H

that se

h! Ho

r of ju

ords they

au! N

the cho

u! Na

ly sons

gotten, all our s

marching thro

Young's comrade, excitedly, a

he did not know who "they" were or how they

outnumber them

time, after much cheering and many "This ways," nearly two hun

down toward the

them an old story; little town boys in short trousers shouting "Ray for de Freshmans!" and looking forward with excitement to what was

y! Ray! Ray! Tiger, siss, boom, ah!" of the short cheer. It was much more sharply and crisply give

d the Sophomores, but this blatant, confident cheer away off somewhere in the distant, indefi

em," said the m

" said Youn

e Dean's house and were marching in

Junior in front, and they tur

found himself walking on the sof

othing could be heard but the "tr'm, tr'm, tr'm,"

whisper. "Form close ranks-lock step.

our caps in your pockets, fellows-put your caps in your pockets, fellows

there, Tommy?" asked

, Ja

m whispered, "That's Jack

admiringly at the powerf

aiting for you over by West College; one of our men has just come from there. You fellows a

eer but it was crushed down by several vigorous "sishes!

Stick together!" This was big Jack Stehman again. Young ad

beneath taking quick short steps as best they could. It was like a huge dark centi

excited about, laughing lightly and making remarks. The way they looked at Young and his com

s, Harry," said one fellow whose f

odding. "There's a fellow, look

crept toward the opening between the d

the Freshman in front of him an

out to turn toward the quadrangle. Suddenly th

y come! here they come. Now then keep together, fell

umn began to rumble. On they plunged,

momentum, showing a front row of hardened football men with football suits. A di

k together!" and the Seniors who coached the Sophomores shouti

f him lifted up in mid-air. The front rows of Sophomores were squeezed up also. It was like colliding trains of cars. Young could see them u

w we're getting them!" one o

way!" yell

tily himself. He seemed as strong and as regardless of his bo

h the Freshmen!" shouted the

nted the well-built man besid

s would soon break. But he had the exultant joy of victory. His feet were of

hmen. As it was they had more momentum, but in hurrying across the campus to accomplish their design their lines had become loose. The Freshmen, on the other hand, we

hinking the Sophomores had retreated rushed on hard, shouting for their class and their victory, while at the same time part of the Sophomores did the same thing on the other side. And so sections of each column passed each other shouting, "Rush 'em!" and the rest turned around on e

shouted a Junior, and "This way," roared bi

the huddling Freshmen could even get started, a compact mass of Sophomores came pounding down

among the Sophomores, with m

ringing out again. It was over by the quadrangle and now the

boyish voice in Young's ea

e owner of it by the arm and hurried alon

ung's hat-off it went; and the grabber dod

s my hat,"

ore. He was a little fellow and seemed very young. "We oughtn't to have t

line with the othe

ing over, shouting, "The Sophs are just beginning to form over

fellows. Never mind weights and sizes. Now

nother, "this time

e thick of the Sophomores who now stopped giving "This-way" shouts and started forward to meet their opponent

ere this time, literally face to face with the Sophomores. He could see them straining and grunting and pushing l

e attack, and were being charged back; Young

d the Seniors, and some of them pitched

beside Young began screaming, "We're rushing 'em! we

hed up and struck the little fellow in the face, then go

oting all his energy to the little fellow whose nose was now bleeding; this did not seem to bother the latter, for he wriggled around, nimbly clambered up on Young's big shoulders, then kn

behind him now plunged

cannon, we've got it!"

Sure enough it was the big iron breech of the old cannon that h

o lead a cheer, though he did not know how to do it very well. But he wav

ed up on the cannon himself and led a cheer in the right way. The lit

THE

and behind him a very big Sophomore.

he quadrangle and were shouting themselves hoarse for their victory down by Clio Hall, but t

lows," said the hoarse-voiced Junior

sked a Freshman with necktie gone and coat tor

itative. "Go to your rooms as fast as you can; Sophs'll haze tar out of y

ight," he said, holding out his hand, "muc

ook hands. "Hope you aren't

you again.

because out of breath; and some had fewer garments than when they left their rooms. But all had a great deal more clas

nture. He limped a little as he wen

oments when a knock came at the doo

, cheerfully. He thou

a football suit. Young recognized him as the one that struck little Lee, and he seemed t

ng wore Yo