e the night--and moonlight.... Like moonlight
and--" The music of the "Indian Serenade" began to thrill through his
mind:

"I arise from dreams of thee
In the first sweet sleep of night....

Oh, she's sweet, sweet--like music and moonlight...." He fell asleep,
repeating "music and moonlight" over and over again--"music and
moonlight...."

* * * * *

The morning of the "big game" proved ideal, crisp and cold, crystal
clear. Indian summer was near its close, but there was still something
of its dreamy wonder in the air, and the hills still flamed with
glorious autumn foliage. The purples, the mauves, the scarlets, the
burnt oranges were a little dimmed, a little less brilliant--the leaves
were rustling dryly now--but there was beauty in dying autumn, its
splendor slowly fading, as there was in its first startling burst of
color.

Classes that Saturday morning were a farce, but they were held; the
administration, which the boys damned heartily, insisted upon it. Some
of the instructors merely took the roll and dismissed their classes,
feeling that honor had been satisfied; but others held their classes
through the hour, lecturing the disgusted students on their lack of
interest, warning them that examinations weren't as far off as the
millennium.

Hugh felt that he was lucky; he had only one class--it was with Alling
in Latin--and it had been promptly dismissed. "When the day comes," said
Alling, "that Latin can compete with football, I'll--well, I'll probably
get a living wage. You had better go before I get to talking about a
living wage. It is one of my favorite topics." He waved his hand toward
the door; the boys roared with delight and rushed out of the room,
shoving each other and laughing. They ran out of the building; all of
them were too excited to walk.

By half-past one the stands were filled. Most of the girls wore fur
coats, as did many of the alumni, but the students sported no such
luxuries; nine tenths of them wore "baa-baa coats," gray jackets lined
with sheep's wool. Except for an occasional banner, usually carried by a
girl, and the bright hats of the women, there was little color to the
scene. The air was sharp, and the spectators huddled down into their
warm coats.

The rival cheering sections, seated on opposite sides of the field,
alternated in cheering and singing, each applauding the other's efforts.
The cheering wasn't