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"If I were you," came in Smith, to cover up his slip, "I would go over and draw his salary some day. They would pay it all right if they didn't look twice and ask questions." "Better look out," added Pellams, in his solemn drawl, "those babies of his will be claiming you in the Quad in front of all Roble some sunny day, and then you might just as well leave college!"

Once a whole baseball team, with the help of two extra mattresses, slept comfortably in the Knockery but that is history. When Pellams slammed in and flopped disconsolately into a chair, Mason looked up, knowing that there was trouble somewhere. "What is it?" he asked. No answer. Jimmy rose, locked the door and closed the ventilator. Then he disposed himself on the lounge. "Tell your dad.

"Do don't you really know what I wanted you out here for?" "Perhaps to insult me further. Pellams!" impetuously, "why did you do it?" "What? flunk?" "No. Cut those dances." "You ought to know!" "Yes; I do know, and your wanting to go to Mayfield was a good, gentlemanly excuse, and I ought to accept it, I suppose.

There she saw Walter Haviland, blindfolded and with a rope about his waist. Three other Freshmen were in a similar condition in different parts of the field. Haviland had been intrusted to the tender mercy of Cap. Smith, a 'Varsity man, and Pellams Chase, greatest of all joshers. This was indeed a high honor. Two of the less distinguished members hovered about them, eager to add their services.

Pellams was for answering, but Lyman discreetly checked him. Presently they swung out into the traveled road, until the noises of the Hall were only a composite buzz. The squad was lounging in twos and three, talking athletics or humming under the breath march-songs from the Orpheum. "Peg" Langdon stopped at the white gate, and took off his hat to the cool air.

"The minister Cromwell; you remember him the one who was bald." Jimmy had learned that Pellams needed a concrete peg on which to hang his memories. "Oh, sure, I've got him; that throw-away-ambition boy. Hadn't a hair between him and heaven." A knock came at the door. "That's it. Sh sh!" "Let me in, Jimmy." The room was still. "I know you and Pellams are digging.

"Ye gods," gasped the Sophomore, "he can't win, Pellams, he can't! Castleton gets it sure. For heaven's sake, don't put the gang on to this until after to-morrow, though. I wouldn't have the double-cross worked on us for a cool ten credits." Fair dawned the day that was to float or to wreck so many little hopes.

When his feet struck the cold water he struggled violently, shouting something which his splashing and the echo of the well made unintelligible. Presently they hoisted him, dripping and speechless with rage. "Thou hast now been cleansed of thy sin and cowardice, O Neophyte," declaimed Pellams. "Forward to the joys that await thee!"

This has been rushing season and we had to do the entertaining stunt a lot, and Pellams would give any crowd the look of bumming. We really do work hard the rest of the year." "Oh, no," said Walt, "it isn't anything like that, Cap." "There's somebody in the gang that you don't like, then; somebody that you don't know well and don't understand. Isn't that so? Who is it? You ought to tell me."

"I admire your self-restraint under temptation," she said; "it is characteristic of you in other circumstances, I believe" this with discreet emphasis "but, really, why should you dread letting this susceptibility get the better of you?" Pellams caught the faint sneer in the words. He hoped that Mrs. Perkins had been talking just then to her Faculty partner.

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