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Updated: May 16, 2025
The college marched after. Well, perhaps not all the college; I have heard that a senior living in Lanter was too ill to be present. But the incoming platform was thronged from wall to track, so it was perhaps as well that he didn't come, because there positively wasn't room for him. "What is it?" asked a citizen in a silk hat of a gayly decorated youth on the outskirts of the crowd.
Joel had lots to tell about the Hillton fellows whom he had not lost sight of: of how Clausen was captain of the freshman Eleven and was displaying a wonderful faculty for generalship; how West was still golfing and had at last met foemen worthy of his steel; how Dicky Sproule was in college taking a special course, and struggling along under popular dislike; how Whipple and Cooke were rooming together in Peck, the former playing on the sophomore class team and going in for rowing, and the latter still the same idle, good-natured ignoramus, and liked by every fellow who knew him; how Digbee was grinding in Lanter with Somers; how Cartwright had joined the Glee Club; and how Christie had left college and gone into business with his father.
Teddy brushed a hand across his own eyes. "I I guess they're both killed," he said falteringly. Just then the voice of the head clown broke out in the old Netherlands harvest song: "Yanker didel doodle down, Didel, dudel lanter, Yankee viver, voover vown, Botermilk und tanther." "Poor Zoraya!" muttered the clown under cover of the applause that greeted his vocal effort.
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