guidance of freshmen.

The tub having been brought to the bank, the stranger started
again, and collected the sculls and bottom boards which were
floating about here and there in the pool, and also succeeded in
making salvage of Tom's coat, the pockets of which held his
watch, purse, and cigar case. These he brought to the bank, and
delivering them over, inquired whether there was anything else to
look after.

"Thank you, no; nothing but my cap. Never mind it. It's luck
enough not to have lost the coat," said Tom, holding up the
dripping garment to let the water run out of the arms and
pocket-holes, and then wringing it as well as he could. "At any
rate," thought he, "I needn't be afraid of its looking too new
any more."

The stranger put off again, and made one more round, searching
for the cap and anything else which he might have overlooked, but
without success. While he was doing so, Tom had time to look him
well over, and see what sort of a man had come to his rescue. He
hardly knew at the time the full extent of his obligation--at
least if this sort of obligation is to be reckoned not so much by
the service actually rendered, as by the risk encountered to be
able to render it. There were probably not three men in the
University who would have dared to shoot the lasher in a skiff in
its then state, for it was in those times a really dangerous
place; and Tom himself had an extraordinary escape, for, as
Miller, the St. Ambrose coxswain, remarked on hearing the story,
"No one who wasn't born to be hung could have rolled down it
without knocking his head against something hard, and going down
like lead when he got to the bottom."

He was very well satisfied with his inspection. The other man was
evidently a year or two older than himself, his figure was more
set, and he had stronger whiskers than are generally grown at
twenty. He was somewhere about five feet ten in height, very
deep-chested, and with long powerful arms and hands. There was no
denying, however, that at the first glance he was an ugly man; he
was marked with small-pox, had large features, high cheekbones,
deeply set eyes, and a very long chin; and had got the trick
which many underhung men have of compressing his upper lip.
Nevertheless, there was that in his face which hit Tom's fancy,
and made him anxious to know his rescuer better. He had an
instinct that good was to be gotten out of him. So he was very
glad when the search was ended, and th