e bird, anyhow? He's in your
class."

"I never saw him before," Ramsey responded from the deep chair, where
he had moodily thrown himself; and, returning to his brooding upon his
oratory. "Oh, murder!" he moaned.

"Well," said the senior, "you'll know him when you see him again. You
put your mark on him where you can see it, all right!" He chuckled. "I
suppose I really ought to have interfered in that, but I decided to do
a little astronomical observation, about fifty feet away, for a few
minutes. I'm 'way behind in my astronomy, anyhow. Do you know this
Linski, Brother Mitchell?"

"I've talked to him a couple o' times on the campus," said Fred. "He's
in one of my classes. He's about the oldest in our class, I guess--a
lot older than us, anyhow. He's kind of an anarchist or something; can't
talk more'n five minutes any time without gettin off some bug stuff
about 'capitalism.' He said the course in political economy was all
'capitalism' and the prof was bought by Wall Street."

"Poor old Prof. Craig!" Colburn laughed. "He gets fifteen hundred a
year."

"Yes; I'd heard that myself, and I told Linski, and he said he had an
uncle workin' in a steel mill got twice that much; but it didn't
make any difference, ole Craig was bought by Wall Street. He said
'capitalism' better look out; he and the foreign-born workmen were goin'
to _take_ this country some day, and that was one of the reasons he was
after an education. He talked pretty strong pro-German, too--about
the war in Europe--but I sort of thought that was more because he'd be
pro-anything that he thought would help upset the United States than
because he cared much about Germany."

"Yes," said Colburn, "that's how he sounded to-night. I guess there's
plenty more like him in the cities, too. That reminds me, I'd better
arrange a debate on immigration for the Lumen. We'll put Brother
Milholland for the negative, this time."

Ramsey started violently. "See here--"

But the senior reassured him. "Just wanted to see you jump," he
explained. "Don't fear; you've done your share."

"I should think I have!" Ramsey groaned.

"Yes, you won't be called on again this term. By the way," said Colburn,
thoughtfully, "that was a clever girl you had against you to-night. I
don't believe in pacificism much, myself, but she used it very niftily
for her argument. Isn't she from your town, this Miss Yocum?"

Fred nodded.

"Well, she's a clever young thing," said the senior,