fully accredited. Are you taking an A.B. or a
B.S.?"

"I--I don't know."

"You have to have one year of college Latin for a B.S. and at least two
years of Greek besides for an A.B."

"Oh!" Hugh was frightened and confused. He knew that his father was an
A.B., but he had heard the high-school principal say that Greek was
useless nowadays. Suddenly he remembered: the principal had advised him
to take a B.S.; he had said that it was more practical.

"I guess I'd better take a B.S.," he said softly. "Very well." Professor
Kane, who hadn't yet looked at Hugh, picked up a schedule card. "Any
middle name?" he asked abruptly.

"Yes, sir--Meredith."

Kane scribbled H.M. Carver at the top of the card and then proceeded to
fill it in rapidly. He hastily explained the symbols that he was using,
but he did not say anything about the courses. When he had completed the
schedule, he copied it on another card, handed one to Hugh, and stuck
the other into a filing-box.

"Anything else?" he asked, turning his blond, blank face toward Hugh for
the first time.

Hugh stood up. There were a dozen questions that he wanted to ask. "No,
sir," he replied. "Very well, then. I am your regular adviser. You will
come to me when you need assistance. Good day."

"Good day, sir," and as Hugh passed out of the door, the gruff voice
bawled, "Next!" The boy nearest the door rose and entered the sanctum.

Hugh sought the open air and gazed at the hieroglyphics on the card.
"Guess they mean something," he mused, "but how am I going to find out?"
A sudden fear made him blanch. "I bet I get into the wrong places. Oh,
golly!"

* * * * *

Then came the upper-classmen, nearly seven hundred of them. The quiet
campus became a bedlam of excitement and greetings. "Hi, Jack. Didya
have a good summer?"... "Well, Tom, ol' kid, I sure am glad to see you
back."... "Put her there, ol' scout; it's sure good to see you."
Everywhere the same greetings: "Didya have a good summer? Glad to see
you back." Every one called every one else by his first name; every one
shook hands with astonishing vigor, usually clutching the other fellow
by the forearm at the same time. How cockily these lads went around the
campus! No confusion or fear for them; they knew what to do.

For the first time Hugh felt a pang of homesickness; for the first time
he realized that he wasn't yet part of the college. He clung close to
Carl and one or two other l