y could not be suppressed, and so the boys tried
to ignore him. Prince was admired some more, and then Halliday picked up
a banjo, put it in tune, and sang a song.

"Your voice is somewhat off color to-night, old man," observed Robinson,
"and I think you skipped a bar."

"You don't know him," cried Griswold, instantly. "I was out with him
last night and he didn't skip any."

Then almost every other fellow in the room grabbed up something and
threw it at Danny, who could do nothing but shield his face and take the
pelting he received.

"Diamond is a dog crank, and Merriwell is a horse crank," said
Robinson. "By the way, I hear you think of racing your horse this
spring, Merriwell?"

"Who told you that?" asked Frank.

"Who told me? Oh, I don't know. Is it a secret? I think I have heard
several fellows speak of it."

"Oh, I don't know as it is a secret," said Frank. "I may try him in some
small country race, if I get a good opportunity; but I am not likely to
have much of a chance, between baseball, rowing, and my studies. I'm
kept pretty busy."

"The only wonder to me is that you get time to study at all," declared
Halliday. "I never before saw a fellow who could carry on so many things
at the same time and make successes of them all."

"I hear two more men have been dropped a class," said Diamond.

"That's right," sighed Jones. "Dorman and Street have departed hence.
May peace go with them."

"Poor old Easy!" exclaimed Robinson. "He was a fine fellow, but he was
altogether too easy. He wouldn't skin, and he couldn't keep up with the
push."

"There are some other fellows who are bound to go sooner or later,"
observed Rattleton. "I can name several."

"Both Harris and Ditson are bound to get it in the neck," said Griswold.
"They are skinners of the worst kind."

"That's right," agreed Halliday. "Ditson is an expert at it. He spends
more time and ingenuity in concocting schemes to fool the examining
tutor or professor than it would take to learn his subjects ten times
over."

"Sure's you're born!" exclaimed Jones. "Why, he has his finger nails,
cuffs, and the palms of his hands covered with writing and diagrams
every time he knows he is to be called up, and in this way he always
succeeds in making a clean rush."

"Harris knows something about photography," said Halliday, "and he is
continually making minute pictures of diagrams and writing, which he
arranges on little tabs, which he can hold in his pal