Omaha daily bee., 1911-10-22
YOUNG BAD MAN WAS tanned
what Happened to Jake, the Wild
Man with n Gun, from
AriEOnn.

"Hazing is not what it used to be-" a
University of Illinois professor said re-
Gently.
During my days in school such tricks
as ducking, hair cuts and the like were
only play for girls. True hazing has
reached a decided extreme since then, but
we had more real fun than they do now
by far
"a wild sort Of young fellow came into
our little Ohio university from Globe,
Ariz. We will call him Jake. as he in,
sisted on a mOnaker almost as bad, and,
of course, we accommodated him. Jake
was bad medicine for sure and besides
'totng' a gun assured several of the
fellows who had been quizzing him that
he would use it If we ever attempted to
pull off anything with him.
'Of course we were all nearly scared to
death, guess not, and then and there
we decided we would make things hot
for Jake and his ideas. He carried his
freshness into the classroom and would
ch!rp up and ask a question about some
subject that had been passed for five or
ten minutes. Then again he went without
a hat and that always made US feel SORE
so we thought first of taking Jake out
for a real good hazing but later on de-
cided we thought 1t would be better 10
make him feel cheap for his display Of
firearms and his altogether too fresh
ideas
I'VE had an old farmer that we used i'm
our little game, and I'll wager he is still
batting the game for students II he is
alive.
"Our scheme was to rob a hen roost
(the farmers hen roost) and we always
allowed the victim the honor of stealing
the birds, while we watched. While we
were watching Mr.. Farmer would come
out, catch our victim in the joke and
with an old rusty fowling piece would
nearly scare the life out OF the chap in
the coop.
1T took several days before we got
friendly enough with Jake to let him in
on the game, but when we proposed Il
he fell like a sucker. He made sport OF
the tame sort OF game we had to content
ourselves with and told us of big things
they used to do I'm the west.
1--WE started out TO the farmers place
about half mile from the athletic field,
with Jake well in front. A short distance
from the house we stopped and made our
plans went with Jake up TO the coop
and was to stand watch while he got the
AbNASs We Aplh MN we usually carried
away at least five chickens when we
were doing the stealing, which staggered
him for a minute, but he said he guessed
he could do anything that the rest of us
did and he slipped into the COOP
HE was doing good work. for he was
quiet as a mouse, when our friend, the
farmer, put in an appearance In fact,
nc and l talked few minutes as to the
best way to head Jake. and he decided
after what we had told him that Jake
should take a big long hike in the open
country. as II would do him good.
AT the alarm l opened the door and
yelled to Jake. lie dropped his fowls and
made for the door. The farmer was com
ing from the house and left Jake only
the path down the lane and out into the
country as a race course. The farmer
fired and Jake went down the patch so
fast we could hardly see him, yelling at
the top OF his voice and begging the
farmer not 20 shoot.
I'VE all stood around before we started
back, when someone suggested we better
walk out the lane, as the kid might have
run himself TO death, and Il was lucky
We did, too We walked more than a
mile from the house. and there living In
the lane, his breath coming In short
gasps. was the terror Of the west. He
Was so weak he could scarcely talk when
we reached him. We bathed his face
with water and half carried him back 10
town in roundabout way.
Jake cried all the way home ana
! showed rs that he was the biggest baby
we had ever known. We left him I'm a
! ramshaclNle old barn In the outskirts Of
town and told him that the farmer knew
him and he had better stay there until
morning lie was so afraid he wouldn't
stay alone I'm the barn until we pushed
him I'm and closed the door, telling him
that he had TO stay thore and one OF US