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On the return to Winthrop Will was seated beside his father, and as they drew near the college town Mr. Phelps, who was not to stop, but was at once going home, said: "Well, Will, what of the year? It's done now." "Yes," responded Will simply. "It's not been so bad." "What about the Greek?" "Oh, Splinter's not half-bad either," laughed Will. "I think I'll go down and see him before I come home."

What a wonderful prop and support was Bessie! How skillfully she helped me to step once, twice, across the floor! and when I sank down, very tired, in the comfortable easy-chair by the window, she knelt on the floor beside me and bathed my forehead with fragrant cologne, that certainly did not come from Mrs. Splinter's tall bottle of lavender compound on the bureau.

He no sooner heard Splinter's report, than he sprang up the ladder. "Clear away the larboard guns!" I absolutely jumped off the deck with astonishment who could have spoken it? The enemy was a heavy American frigate, and it appeared such downright madness to show fight under the very muzzles of her guns, half a broadside from which was sufficient to sink us.

"I might write home and ask him," suggested Peter John when neither of his classmates responded. "I think I like the Phi Alpha pretty well myself." "I wouldn't do it," said Foster. "How are you making out with Splinter?" he added, striving to change the subject. "Oh, Splinter's all right." "Glad you think so," said Will bitterly.

Hiram has been riding all over the country for him this afternoon." "I'll go down to him," I said, preparing to rise. "No you won't;" and Mrs. Splinter's strong arm, as well as Bessie's soft hand, patted me down again. Dr. Bolster pronounced, as well he might, that all danger was over.

The laughter that rang out in the room might have been heard across the campus; but Peter John was only slightly ruffled, and said: "Oh, well, you fellows may laugh if you want to, but you'll find out when you see my marks." "They'll put you in Splinter's place as soon as you graduate," suggested Foster when at last he regained control of himself. "I wish they would," responded Will heartily.

Even "Splinter's" demands had lost a part of their unreasonableness, or so it seemed to Will, and even the detested Greek could be mastered under the glow of success that was his. At last the eventful day arrived when the meet between the colleges was to be held.

What are you going to do about it?" "Do about it? I'm going to pass that exam. There isn't any other way out. I've got to do it! but that doesn't make it any nicer for me, does it?" "Splinter's here and is likely to stay. And if you and I are going to stay too, I suppose we'll have to come to his tune." "I fancy you should hear Splinter say that." "Say what?"

"Indeed, you are. That is, I guess you are. Is the Captain far away?" "He took Miss Pipkin over to Miss Splinter's. Miss Splinter is very ill. Won't you be seated?" "Yes, thank you. No, I think I'll stand. Dear me! What can be the matter with me? I'm acting quite stupid and silly, am I not?" She tried to laugh, but her dry throat gave a cracked sound. Mr.

He no sooner heard Splinter's report, than he sprung up the ladder, brushing the tumbler of swizzle he had just brewed clean out of the fiddle into the lap of Mr Saveall, the purser, who had dined with him, and nearly extinguishing the said purser, by his arm striking the bowl of the pipe he was smoking, thereby forcing the shank half way down his throat. "My glass, Wilson," to his steward.