The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1903-06-12
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The Hazing Of a "Sneak."
q BY JUDSON KEMPTON.

don, Johnny, and myself.
Johnny L thought was the hand
soonest fellow in the class, with his
large build, big head, wide brow
light, curly hair and laughing blue
eyes; and he now had the floor. The
others were scattered around, three
on the bed and two on the table.
Yes" Johnny was saying, with an
expression as near frown as he ever
got on that smooth front of his, 81
tell you, fellows, there's a sneak in
the only explanation. How else could
the faculty get onto everything that's
going? How could the Old Doc know
it was Enoch Morse that blew the
fife the night we had the racket on
the roof? Or that Billy here manipu-
lated the bellows for the fog-horn
And it's been the same way with
everything this term; every time we
had little fun that wasn't down on
the calendar, the next morning the
Old Doc sends over to the building:
Il want to see Thomas William Fow-
Ter Harris or whoever it may be that
got it up Immediately in my office,
and he never misses the ringleaders."
That's right, Johnny; that's
right" said Jess, our husky football
captain, who was a man of action
rather than words.
Theod Pendall interrupted.
Il don't agree with YOU" he said,
Theod was never carried away by en-
thusiasm unless it appealed to his
cool rea son. Remember, the Old Doc
has been here good while. These
little rackets of ours are pretty old
story to him. He has known us sophie
mores for a year, and don't see any
thing very remarkable in his being
= able to pick out the boys that cut up
the capers."
1.-The trouble with some fellows is
answered Johnny, "they think the
Old Doc is supernatural, think he is
omniscient, think he can see in the
dark, and knows what's going on be-
hind closed doors. How could he
know about that roof racket unless
somebody put him on to it?'
''Good gracious, man." said Theod,
getting off the table, didn't people
hear that racket clear over to Can
ming, five miles away? Wouldn't
the doctor hear it block away?
Couldn't he put up his window and
hear every word that anybody could
hear above the din--tin pans, pokers
and shOvels. tin horns, Enoch's fife
and the fog-horn? Don't you suppose
he knows Enoch is the only man on
the Hill that plays the fife like an old
soldier? and couldn't he hear you
bawling. foot her up again, Billy
whenever Harris arm got tired with
turning the fog-horn crank"
Johnny turned to me.
.'What do you think about it, Jud %
'I'n tell you, fellows, | think this
is a very serious matter. If there's
traitor in the camp running to the
doctor with these things, we want to
know it and give him his medicine;
and, if the Old Doc is a mind-reader
from way back, we want to know that
and conduct ourselves accordingly.
Now, I've got a proposition. | know
who you fellows suspect, and SO do
you; it's this fresh-faced freshe
from Restigouche. 1 move we take
out warrant for his arrest and try
him before the Hazing Court
Cole Carey gave yell, and every
soph sprang to his feet to second the
motion-with the exception of Theod,
who took his hat and went out. John
ny and L were appointed a committee
of arrangements.
"The fresh-faced freshie'' was a
description of Allen Jones sufficient
for his Identification. His skin was
as fair as a girls, and his cheeks
burned with a continual blush. Yet
his clear eye was fearless, and he had
bearing SO erect and manly that, as
i look back on it now, l wonder how
he ever came to be suspected of be-
ing the college 'sneak."
A week from the time of our meet
ing in Morgan's room everything was
ready, and the court was fully or
ganized.
At eleven p. m, by twos and threes,
witnesses, jurors, police, lawyers and
judges silently made their way
through the narrow corridors down
the long, dark ELL to room Is.
By way of ornament, black skulls
and cross-bones, pinned against the
white background, grinned hungriM
and vacantly at one another from OPP
posite sides of the room.
At the lower end terrace of tables
was covered with Turkey red cotton,
decorated with mystic symbols cut
from white cloth, and at the arrival
of the judge he was arrayed in IL
masters gown and scarlet hood and
seated in an easy chair on top of this
gorgeous throne.
In front were two draped tables for
the lawyers, who wore college caps
and gowns. Ranged in chairs at the
other end of the room were the
Jurors, arrayed in white-night shirts
with black college gowns an top.
The six police, with Jess for captain
and Carey for first lieutenant, were
dressed in football uniform, canvas
knee breeches and the blue and white
striped sweaters in which Acadia at
that time took the field.