The St. Charles herald. [volume] (Hahnville, La.) 1873-1993, 1917-01-27

said Briggs.
"We can't cure that in
said Saunders, 'but we cpEy
beginning; twenty-five. Frs
why don't you study"
/ got up stiffly and swallowed abs
forty times. 81 haven't fiunked any
more than most fellows" I said in a
bruised and battered little voice.
"Better make it thirty-ive," said
Bogboom. They did. l dug my nalls
into my hands and swore that IL
cried I'd feed myself to a trolley car
| that night.
"You can go any time you want, you
know" said Saunders after the treat
ment.
I got up and grabbed twice at Hog
| boom before / could get hold or MIN
and hang on. "I-Pm not gutter" ]
said.
"Hurrah!" said every one so sud-
denly and heartily that l got gulpier
| than ever.
"But you're going to quit some
things, aren't your" said Saunders.
"You can't spank them out of me-"
I flashed.
"We're not trying to-" said Saun-
ders. "We're just calling your atten-
ton to them. You know, we've been
limiting a long time on some Of them"
"You were sassy to professor to-
day." continued Saunders, after giving
me plenty of chance. "Whyw
| Because was fool, I guess"
"Give him ten," shouted some one.
ST object" growled Hogboom. "You
can't spank a man for telling the
truth"
eff you don't mind" said, "Td like
to take few for that professor busi-
ness. 1t will make me feel better
| So they gave them to me. They also
gave me five for criticizing the food
and ten for talking about my fathers
bank, and a dozen for being conde-
scending to outsiders, and a few mis-
cellaneous swats for small crimes.
Then Saunders looked at me severely
and pointed to the blackboard. There
I was, mirrored to myself "inconsid-
crate" "a punster," "lazy," "impu-
dent" "boastful," Notwithstanding" and
complaining" There was Petey Sim
mons as others saw him-the Petey
Simmons whom a day before could
scarcely think of without reverent
admiration for the works Of nature.
And as I saw the list I shrank and
and fell away, and became a little
trembling freshman with sore and
shaken body and mind the size Of
piphead, weighed down with the task
Of becoming endurable and possibly
enjoyable to my fellow men.
was little Petey Simmons, q gree ID
freshman who had wasted
months learning all the thin ~
shouldn't; Petey Simmons, the 4ege
joke. the campus nuisance, the loud
noise on the streets, the pest Of the
chapter house. I had always been
Petey Simmons, an understood con-
sumer Of perfectly good oxygen,
but some one had patted me on
the head few months ago and 1t
had swelled-heavens, how 1t had
swelled. Suddenly all my grandiose
doings Of those insane months rose up
wildly before me. gagged at the
thought of them. Oh, how sick had
been! But I was better now. The
swelling was going down. Explode
dynamite bomb In almost any swelling
and it will be materially reduced.
"You wouldn't care to say a word,
would you, freshman?" said Saunders
after long silence.
got up, very stiff1y. 81 guess not"
stammered. 81 don't know enough
to say anything except-except-
thank you"
"Hurrah!" said every one. That
jolt was too much. I cried.
Then they let me go upstairs to bed
and called down Wansworth, who was
a freshman, too, and very far gone in
it. The next morning he ate very little
more than I did and acted like man
who had fallen 4,0O0, 600 miles out OF
a blissful dream, landing very hard.
But we never confided in each other.
When you take young man who la
contented with himself and reduce
him to the mangled remains Of every.
thing he had imagined himself to be.
You can't expect him to recover at
once. was quite low and miserable
for q week. Every little thing that
had stepped carefully over during INV
Colossus days rose up and lowered
above me. and kept me stretching nv
neck and lodging like an ant under a
lodge parade. Suddenly Siwash was
a mighty college again, as IL
had been when I was In high
school, and 1t was full Of bust.
nesslike young giants who would
have to be encouraged to tolerate me.
But finally I did something that made
me feel better. 1t was lonely around
the house-not because the bows
wouldn't notice me, but because had
to keep SO quiet to keep rhem from
doing 1t. So I put on my hat about
nine one evening and went down 70
Mark Smiths room. knocked timid.
~. Two weeks before I would have
1 kfckod a., aoo~s-