they had brought from
their teachers in the Oldtown school. These proved exceedingly
satisfactory. Fred's work had been really brilliant, while Teddy,
despite his love of mischief, had held a very creditable rank in his
studies.

The professor assigned them to their classes and gave them all necessary
directions as to the hours of study and times for recitations. Then he
consulted a slip he took from his desk.

"I'm going to put you boys in Dormitory Number Three," he said finally.
"There are ten beds in there, and just two have been left vacant. I'll
give directions for your trunks and bags to be sent up there, and you
can unpack and get your things arranged in the wardrobe and locker that
stand at the heads of your beds. By the time you get rested and
freshened up, it will be nearly time for supper."

Dormitory Number Three, they found to be a very large and airy room in
the front of the building on the second floor, and commanding a splendid
view of the lake. There were ten single beds, with ample space between
them, and at the head of each was a wardrobe and locker. At the foot was
a washstand with all the necessary appliances.

The dormitory was intended for sleeping purposes only. On the floor
below, there were special study rooms, where the boys were supposed to
prepare their lessons for the next day's recitations.

Fred and Teddy had just begun to wash, when Granger came through the
door like a whirlwind.

"Well, by all that's lucky!" he exclaimed. "So Raymond's put you in
here, has he? I was hoping he would. Now that's what I call bully!"

"That's what we call it, too, if this is your dormitory," said Fred, who
had seldom formed so strong a liking for any one on such short
acquaintance.

"I've slept here for the last two years," replied Melvin, "and I think
it's the best dormitory in the whole school. Look at the view from
here." His sweeping gesture took in the lake, rippling in the glow of
the western sun.

"It's a pippin, all right!" assented Fred.

"It sure is!" echoed Teddy.

"And we've got a ripping lot of fellows in here, too," went on Melvin.
"All of them are the real goods. There isn't a snoop or a sneak in the
bunch. All of them are old timers, except two fellows that came in two
days ago. One of them is named Garwood, who comes from out West
somewhere. The other is Lester Lee from somewhere down on the coast of
Maine. I don't know much about them yet, but I like them first-rate from
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