The Barre daily times. (Barre, Vt.) 1897-1959, 1918-08-03

blna ner hand ana 1ooI ana Tie the
bag over her head You know, theJ
aren't very careful what they do to
class presidents on banquet nights.
I'm perfectly safe here, of course, only
I've got to get to the banquet"
II may have been highly inoppor.
tune, but with Tom there was no time
like the one planned for the deed.
Why tempt Providence by not propos.
ing to Sally on the spot?
Sally answered his appeal not quite
as eedately as Tom had expected
In fact she actually laughed. III that
isn't like man. You have kept me
guessing for months. | was just crazy
TO know whether you really and truly
liked me a little. but you wouldn't
give me an inkling, and now when eli.
Their OF us may slip down in the mud
any minute, down here under the
bridge and the brambles, with me all
smothered up in Peggy Adams coat.
you ask me- But you know / care.
Ask me again tomorrow night. I've
really got to get to that banquet now.
Tom, IL you really love me show it
now. You give me your coat and hat
and I'll fool them. It's getting dark.
They'll never know. You're an angel.
You must wait here little while so
they won't think 1t is funny that there
are two of us IL they are still watch
ing You know Ii would mortify me to
death If those snippy freshmen really
got me-" 81
In second. Tom, shorn OF his coat
and hat, was watching from his re-
treat the departing figure of Sally, who
was taking long strides and strutting
OFF In apparent imitation of his gait.
He waited patiently for five min
utes. The darkness was settling and
cold wind was springing up. He
looked down at the bundled coat and
hat that belonged to Sally's Amazoni.
an roommate.
1T may be a queer fit,' he said, but
I'm not going to eaten pneumonia for
| anyone" And with that he pulled on
, Peggy Adams spacious coat and
pulled her sport hat down over his
head, and then, forgetful o. his strange
disguise, he strolled through the woods
in the direction that Sally had gone
Suddenly he heard footsteps behind
him and then torrent of high pitched
voices. Then the younges, professor
suddenly felt himself borne down Upon
by unseen hands from the rear and
in another minute he was struggling
against what seemed to be bag that
was drawn over his head and was be-
ing tied securely about his waist and
bound In gag-wise, al his mouth. Then
the youngest professor felt himself be-
ing pushed by some dozen firm young
hands and arms into what apparently
was bag of enormous proportions
Now lift her into the wheelbarrow,
gently, cause we don't want to hurt
her" That was as much as Tom could
stand. 1t did not take niue. of an ef-
fort to wriggle his way out OF the gag
tied about his mouth, and with few
more struggles his hands were free.
The outer bag seemed to be more Sc
curely tied. He could at least use his
voice and his fists, He pitched his
voice as low as possible and assumed
an air of deep Importance
Young ladies, this is going too
far"
There was "a chorus of mingled
screams pitched in as many keys as
there were freshmen and in moment
more the youngest professor stood
forth In the semi-darkness, facing his
embarrassed captors. He dotted his
borrowed cap and bowed low
Il suppose | am a surprise to you.
You know. suppose that hazing such
as you were attempting is strictly pen
allied by the faculty.
But we didn't know 1t was you.
We thought 1t was Sally. How did
you get into Molly's coat and hat7"
O dozen voices asked
II / were to tell you young ladies'"
with brave attempt at dignity, that
this was all part of a faculty plot to
discover and bring to justice the ring
leaders in this hazing conspiracy,
suppose you would have to admit that
we had been a little shrewder than
YOU" He watched with pleasure the
looks of dismay and CONSERVATION that
came over the faces OF the freshmen.
Then he smiled with all the candor
of the self-importance of the professor
that he had been trying to be, as he
said:
But that is not the case. / was
not scouting for the faculty when
was caught. though I'm sure they'd
like to get report of the encounter.
Now here's a fair bargain. won't
report you II you won't report me
Perhaps some day you will know why
| was strolling around in sopho-
more coat and hat. For the time be.
Ing the joke Is on all OF u.s."
And the youngest professor contin
ued his way TO his boarding house
coatless and hatless in spite of the
chill winds of February.
Copyright. 1916 by the Mcclure Newspa-
per Syndicate.l
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