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f the Freshmen say that they would begin and collect the wood as soon as it was dark." "Where do they get it?" asked Bingham. "Oh, just take it," Dave answered, carelessly. "They take fences and gates, and boards and barrels, and, oh, anything they can find. That would be a dandy one," pointing to a half-broken-down rail fence which divided an orchard from a newly opened road. "It wouldn't let any cows or horses out, you see. They stole our barn gate once, and the horses got loose on the front lawn and tore up all the grass. We didn't mind, though," with true college spirit, "for we'd beaten Yale." "Yale Freshmen?" eagerly. "No," with great scorn: "the 'Varsity. Nobody's much stuck on Freshmen in Princeton," he continued, "except, of course, your brother. He's great; he'll make the 'Varsity next year, sure." Bingo's feelings were soothed. _He_ thought all the Freshmen "great," but was satisfied if others only appreciated Braddy. They grew very chummy, the two boys, and Braddy's brother had learned a great deal about college life by the time he was brought back to the campus. * * * * * It was in the middle of Senior singing, when the shadows from the tall old elms were being swallowed up in the gathering darkness, and the groups in white duck trousers scattered about the grass were beginning to be indistinguishable, that slim figures were seen hurrying mysteriously to and fro, and the peace of the evening was rudely broken into by the preparations for a "Freshman fire." The victory had already been celebrated on Old North steps, for had not Bingo himself heard the Seniors sing, as an encore to a favorite solo, these never-to-be-forgotten lines, composed for the occasion: "The Freshmen nine came from Harvard for to show How they played the game of ball; But found when Bradfield got in his finest curves They couldn't hit the ball at all. The game stood in our favor 8 to 7 When they came to the bat once more. Their Captain said, ''Tis the ending of the 9th, We've got to tie the score.' _Chorus._--Then when he saw the bases full His sides with laughter shook. But when he heard the umpire shout 'Two strikes'--then 'striker out!' He wore a worried look-- He wore a worried look." That brought even a finer glow to the boy's cheek than whe
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