Williams news., 1917-01-25
get canned out in the winter term"

get canned out In the winter term,- said Briggs.
 eve can't cure that in one night" said Saunders, "but we can make c beginning; twenty-five. Freshman, why don't you study?"
 I got up stifly and swallowed about forty times. q haven't f1unked any more than most fellows" I said in . bruised and battered little voice.
 "Better make it thirty-five," said Bogboom. They did. I dug my nails into my hands and swore that if I 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 I could get hold of hira and hang on. 'I-Pm not a quitter,"I said.
 I 'Hurrah '" said every one so sud- denly and heartily that I got gulpier than ever.
 ''But you're going to quit some things, aren't you?" said Saunders.
 'You can't spank them out of me-" I flashed.
 l "We're not trying to- said Saun- ders. "We're just calling your atten- tion to them. You know, we've been limiting long time on some of them"
 You were sassy to a professor to- day." continued Saunders, after giving me plenty of chance. "Why?"
 Because was a fool, guess"
 "Give him ten," shouted some one.
 "1 object" growled Hogboom You can't spank man for telling the truth.'
 eff you don't mind," said, "Td like S to take few for that professor busf- ness. It 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 father's bank, and 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 -"fnconsid- erate,' ga punster," '1azy," "impu- dent" "boastful," "condescending" 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 shrank, and dissolved and shriveled. and fell away, and became a little trembling freshman with a sore and shaken body and a mind the size of pfnhead, weighed down with the task of becoming endurable and possibly enjoyable to my fellow men.
 was little Petey Simmons, a green freshman who had wasted three months learning all the things he shouldn't; Petey Simmons, the college joke, the campus nuisance, the loud noise on the streets, the pest of the chapter house. I had always been Petey Simmons, an undersized con- sumer of perfectly good oxygen, but some one had patted me on the head a few months ago and it had swelled-heavens, how it had swelled. Suddenly all my grandiose dOings of those insane months rose up wildly before me. I gagged at the thought of them. Oh, how sick I had beeni 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. 'T guess not" I Stammered. "I 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 did and acted like a man who had fallen 100000 miles out of a blissful dream, landing very hard. But we never confided in each other. When you take young man who is 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. I was quite low and miserable for a week. Every little thing that I had stepped carefully over during my Colossus days rose up and lowered above me, and kept me stretching my neck and lodging like an ant under a lodge parade. Suddenly Siwash was a mighty college again, as it had been when I was in high school. and it was full of busf- nesslike young giants who would . have to be encouraged to tolerate me. But finally did something that made me feel better. It was lonely around the house-nOt because the boys wouldn't notice me, but because had to keep so quiet to keep them from doing it. So I put on my hat about nine one evening and went down to