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Updated: June 26, 2025
There'll be hazing to do whisper it of course and with the Sophomore class divided against itself, where are you second-year chaps going to be when the Freshies cut up let me ask you that?" "How will the class be divided?" inquired Jack. "Why, if you make this fight against Sam you can't expect his friends to hob-nob with you when it comes to hectoring the Freshies."
"You are to present the flowers to Deanie," said Nellie. "You see, the girls always give her something at this dance, and they choose the freshies just to act in the capacity of page. You don't have to say a word," as Sally showed reticence. "A senior makes a speech and you just walk up prettily with this corn shock." "Oh, girls, I couldn't," exclaimed Sally tragically. "You couldn't!
Finally, Sally turned back again in the little aisle made for her through the assemblage, and before she had proceeded more than a few paces Bobbie rescued her. "Kitten!" she whispered, putting her strong arms about the now trembling Sally. "How perfectly lovely! Here's Ted. He is too excited to speak. I have just been trying to restore him." "King Pin of the Freshies!"
"We want a good strong organization, to keep those freshies from getting their secret meeting, and electing a class president; we want an efficient president ourselves not that we can ever get one as good as our last year's" she smiled admiringly at Doris "who will systematize the whole thing! What do you all think?"
"Aren't we to do anything to these freshies?" demanded Dudd Flockley. He did not at all relish the turn affairs had taken. "Can't do a thing until to-morrow," answered Frank Holden decidedly. "Bah! I believe in making a freshie toe the mark as soon as he arrives." "So do I," added Jerry Koswell. "Can't be done against the traditions of Brill," answered the class leader.
"And he is not in any way like Bobbie." "No, and Bobbie is as shy as a baby when speaking with him." Jane bit her lip in serious reflection. "But isn't he very nice?" "Lovely manners and a very takable boy," admitted Jane. "And say, Judy, I love this mystery, but we can't let the freshies beat us at it. Be sure you keep your eyes and ears open and report anything suspicious."
Blanco, the wooden horse painted white on a former "sorority spree," was cleared by Maud the scientific, and she came up to Jane, a question in the sudden jerk of her bobbed head. "Jane, will you help us organize a ghost raid? We cannot have the freshies all scared blue by someone's nonsense, and Dozia, Inez, Winifred and I have done all we could in the way of investigation.
They have taken an unusual interest in the freshmen since they came back to college. We heard that they intended to give a picnic in honor of the freshies. I believe I would try to go if I were you. It will be a good opportunity for you to meet the other members of your class. Besides, Pine Crest is such a beautiful spot. The afternoon in the fresh air will do you good."
"I know the racket was in that wing, and see how the round tower begins here and shoots up past all that outside plumbing? I know Lenox was one time a show building here, but freshies have got to have some place to sleep, hence the retrogression." "Things are pretty well trodden down around here," reported Dozia, sending a critical eye over the little terrace that supported the old stone tower.
"Go to sleep if you like Judy, but be ready if you hear me whistle. It may be a race between the freshies and juniors you know." "Oh hum!" groaned Judith as Jane raced off. It was just before six o'clock that same evening when Dolly Lloyd burst into the gym where Jane was exercising. "They're gone!" she exclaimed. "Sally and Bobbie have left Lenox, and are rushing to get the six-thirty train.
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