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

me of mind that they even forgot to thank him for his courtesy and kindness. As the wagon drove off, Will fancied that he heard a sly chuckle from

such a fool after al

n't," responded Wil

ughing at?" dema

ursel

t see t

well lau

inthrop to-night. Ten miles isn't any laughing ma

our track meet," sugges

the trac

en. I've always heard that w

d but just let us talk on. I'd give a dollar

t, have we got to tramp all

s tha

t a car here

e over yonder," replied Mott pointing tow

try it anyway," sug

ing the young farmer who lived there. They made their wishes known, but in response

?" demanded

t the J

it was distant from the place where he then was, however, he had no idea. It was easy to as

ly. "I don't know just how the trains run for Wi

e glad to ta

ght again by the "guilelessness" of any of the people of the region."Oh, I sha'

ggestion, the boys at once took their places on the seat,

he illness in his home. When a brief time had elapsed he deposited the boys on the platform of the little station at the Junction, an

icket office Mott inquired, "What's th

the man without looking up from the n

ore t

he last one passed her

any way we ca

ose th

" demanded M

al

far i

en m

e's no ot

etween Junction and Winthrop.""Isn't there a freight

never can depend on it. It may be here in an hou

?" inquired Mott, turning

for us to start. It isn't so very far and besides it'

ck. Both were hungry and weary but the distance must be traversed, and there was no time or breath to waste in complaining. Steadily they trudged onward, the monotony of the walk increased by the deepening darkness. They

the train was coming, and with malice aforethought had withheld his knowledge and advised the boys to walk. "Everybody was against the college boys," he declared, "and looked upo

ten o'clock they arrived at their dormitory. "We'll remember thi

ll. "The 'longevity' of that old

!" exclaimed Mott as

s about to enter he suddenly stopped and listened intently to the sound of voices within. Sur

tten and with a shout he rushed upon his visitor throwing his arm about his n

When did you come? How's everybody at home? Anything wrong?

ch his room-mate's excitement was greeted."Not too fast, Will," laughed his father. "I had to come near here on business and I thought it would be a good thing to stop

lk with Mott. And we certainly have had one!" he added

les of the boys of their new life in the college, laughing as he heard of their pranks, and deeply interested in all they had to relate. At last when he arose to go to his room in the village hotel, he

wouldn't lose a minute of your time here, pop, for ten hours with old Splinter. I have Greek, you know, the first hour in the morning. Oh, I'v

d his father quietly. "I sha'n't want to come again if my coming

lder. "I'll go to Splinter's class, though I know he'll 'go for' me too. I w

d there was also a suspicious moisture in them as well as he watched his boy. Was it only a dream or reality? Only a few short years ago and he had been an eager-hearted boy speeding over the same pathway (he smiled as he thought how the "speed" was never displayed on his way to the recitation building), and now it was his own boy who was sharing in the life of old Winthrop and doubtless he himself was in the minds of the young students relegated to that remote and distant period when the "old grads" were supposed to be young. D

y the entrance of Will, who burst into the

and threw his cap to the opposite side of the room. "Old Splinter stu

s Spli

new Splinter. He's our professor of Greek a

omething in his voice that betrayed a deeper feeling and one that Will

ang full-fledged from the brain of Zeus? Well, I've a notion that Splinter yelled in Greek when he was a baby. That is, if he ever was an infant, and called for his bottle

k you know much

m afraid, as if I was not a bright and shining light. 'Learn Greek or grow up in ignorance,' that's the b

ut the f

's all my fault. I've worked on it as I haven't worked on anything else in college. I'v

ously troubled and his father was silent for a br