visitors were always
welcome, there was a rule against vehicles crossing it, for the turf was
the pride not only of the students, but the faculty as well. So it is no
wonder that the sight of a heavy auto rolling over the lawn aroused the
ire of all.

"Get out of the way there, you fellows, if you don't want to be run
over!" snapped the youth at the steering wheel of the auto. "I'll smash
through you in another minute!"

"Oh, you will, eh?"

"Isn't he the sassy little boy!"

"Yank him out of there!"

The freshmen surrounding the auto thus reviled those in the car.

The auto had come to a stop, but the engine was still running, free
from the gears. Now and then, as he saw an opening, the lad at the wheel
would slip in his clutch and the car would advance a few feet. Then more
of the school boys would swarm about it, and progress would be impeded.

"Smash through 'em, old man!" advised one on the rear seat. "We don't
want to stay here all night!"

"That's right; run 'em down," advised his companion. "We're--we're--what
are we, anyhow?" he asked, and it did not need a look at him to tell the
cause of his condition. In fact, all in the auto were in a rather
hilarious state, and the running of the car over the campus had been the
result of a suggestion made after a too-long lingering in a certain
road-house, where stronger stuff than ginger ale was dispensed.

"We're all right--noshin matter us," declaimed one. "Run 'em down, ole
man!"

"Look out! I'm going through you!" cried the lad at the wheel. The
freshmen in front of the car parted instinctively, but before the young
chauffeur could put his threat into execution, Andy and his chums had
reached the machine.

"Get out of here!" cried Andy, and, reaching up, he fairly pulled the
steersman from his seat. The chap came down in a rush, nearly upsetting
Andy, who, however, managed to yank the lad to his feet.

"Pull 'em all out!" came the cry from Tom, and a moment later he, with
the aid of Ben, Chet and Frank, had pulled from the car the other young
men, who seemed too dazed to resist.

"Hop in that car, Peterson," ordered Andy, to a freshman who could
operate an auto. "Run it out to the street and leave it. Then we'll rush
these chaps out to it and chuck 'em in. We'll show 'em what it means to
run over our campus."

All this time Andy had kept hold of the collar of the youth whom he had
pulled from the car. Then the latter turned about, and raised his fist