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And Fessler forgot who roomed there and came up and gave them Tartarus through the keyhole and nearly dropped when Torts opened the door?" "We all enjoyed that," answered Shirlock. "Why, the profs used to come to our feeds and jolly up with the crowd. Often they were the best fun there. It's different now." "Oh, I don't know," said Duncan, "they come over off and on, now.
A pebble-stone whiffled through the air and hit squarely on my cheek bone; the same moment some one banged my back with a heavy stick from behind. "Profs mixing in!" "Knock them down!" was shouted. "Two of them; big one and small. Throw stones at them!" Another shout. "Drat you fresh jackanapes!" I cried as I wallopped the head of a normal nearby.
But talk about the worst, I can't see it. I wish I were in your rubbers." "And that dub Mortimer Gaffington is there, too," went on Andy. "That's the worst." "I don't quite get you," said Harry, in puzzled tones. "Is this Gaffington one of the bulldog profs. who eats freshmen alive?" "No, he's a fellow from our town," explained Andy, "and he and I are on the outs. We've been so for a long time.
These had only to pay for their clothing and books, while all others had to pay their entire expenses, including tuition. Early in November, Profs. Smith, Yallas, St. Ange, and I, met a committee of the Board of Supervisors, composed of T. C. Manning, G. Mason Graham, and W. W. Whittington, at General Graham's house, and resolved to open the institution to pupils on the 1st day of January, 1860.
sang Pellams from the piano. "Were there any profs on that flat-car?" interrupted Duncan. He had come into College while a memory of that pioneer adventure yet lingered. "It's unkind to remind us of that affair! No, I don't think there were. The Faculty had their fun later, and we put mourning wreaths on several chairs in the dining-room."
We were about to massacre him for leaving us to sweat all morning, but we forgot all about it when Petey told us what he had been doing. He admitted that, in order not to annoy the profs and cause unnecessary questions, he had taken the liberty to build a temporary Siwash College for this special occasion. Yes, sir; nothing less than that.
"You may be a fool, but don't class me under that heading." "I was only speaking figuratively, as the profs say," laughed Bob. "I don't want you to take me too literally, of course." "All I've got to say is, that you're both pretty well up on radio," said Mr. Reed. "Are you a shark too, Larry?" "Not I," answered Larry.
"Oh, well, if any of us go to Yale, or Princeton, or Harvard, I guess we'll find some decent profs. there," spoke Ben. "They can't all be riggers." "Sure not," said Andy. "But those colleges will be a heap sight different from Milton." "Of course! What do you expect? This is a kindergarten compared to them!" exclaimed Frank. "But it's a mighty nice kindergarten," commented Tom.
As though some unseen hand had suddenly clutched them with a grip of steel the pair were flung from the deck of their craft into the seething foam. It seemed an endless eternity to Jack as he was carried down into the depths. The roar of a million cataracts throbbed in his brain and before his mind flashed the panorama of his life. Home -Winchester -Brighton -all the old chums and the "profs!"
"'Those profs are the snakes to be scotched they and all their milk-and-water ilk! The American business man is generous to a fault. But one thing he does demand of all teachers and lecturers and journalists: if we're going to pay them our good money, they've got to help us by selling efficiency and whooping it up for rational prosperity!
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