an to turn over. "I'll be killed! Oh, dear, I think you did
this a-purpose, you rascals!"

"Never!" came back promptly.

"Enjoy the ride while you have the chance, Peleg!"

"You've got a free ticket to the bottom of the hill!"

"Let me out! Stop her!" yelled Snuggers, and they saw his feet at one
end of the big snowball and his hands at the other. "I can't stand
rollin', nohow!"

"You're not standing," called Sam. "You are just rolling."

Away went the big snowball, down the long hill, and the cadets after it.
As it progressed it grew larger and larger. They saw Peleg Snuggers
shove out his head from one end, and the head went around and around
like a top.

"I guess he'll be rather dizzy when the trip's ended," observed
Songbird.

At last the snowball came to a stop in a stretch of meadow land. The
students rushed up just in time to see Peleg Snuggers crawl out on his
hands and knees. When he arose he staggered around as if intoxicated.

"Say, you young villains!" he gasped, and then had to stop to catch his
breath.

"Oh, Peleg, why did you run away with our snowball?" asked Tom,
innocently.

"It was a mean thing to do," put in Dick.

"We wanted some fun with that ball," added Sam.

"I--run--off--with the--the snowball?" gasped the general utility man.
"I want you to know----"

"Oh, we know all about it," interrupted Tom. "I know what's the matter.
You've been drinking, and didn't know what you were doing."

"Perhaps we had better report this to Captain Putnam," said Larry.
"Drinking isn't allowed around here, you know."

"I hain't drunk a drop--it's the rollin' as made me dizzy," roared Peleg
Snuggers. "Oh, dear, I can't stand straight," and he bumped up against
the big snowball and sat down in a heap.

"I'll tell you what I think you ought to do," proceeded Tom, calmly. "I
think you ought to roll our snowball back up the hill for us."

"Roll it back?" snorted Snuggers. "Why, four hosses couldn't pull that
weight o' snow up the hill! I ain't going to tech the snowball."

"Then at least pay us for the ride you've had," suggested Sam.

"I ain't goin' to do that nuther! It's a trick that's what it is!"
growled the general utility man, and arose unsteadily. "I'll be sick for
a week after this, I know I will!"

"Never mind," said Dick, soothingly. "Just get Mrs. Green to give you a
dose of pink Whirl Around Pills, and you'll be all right again."

"I shan't never come out to this hill again, not f