"I"ll not make a fool of myself for anybody," spoke up Peter John sharply.
"You don"t have to. It won"t be necessary," replied Allen quietly, but in the laugh that followed, Peter John took no part.
"What do you want us to do?" inquired Foster.
"Well, we suggest that this young man--I"ve forgotten his name," said Allen, turning to Peter John as he spoke.
"Schenck. Peter John Schenck--that"s my name, and I"m not ashamed of it either!" said that worthy promptly. "But I don"t propose to hire a band and march around the streets making a fool of myself for anybody."
"You don"t have to," and again a laugh arose at the junior"s words. "I was only suggesting, that"s all. But if you want to know what I think, I"m of the opinion that if you"d be one to help haul the committee from the senior cla.s.s around in their chariot it would be a good thing for you. That"s only a suggestion on my part, as I told you, and you can do as you please about it."
"I don"t please to do it," replied Peter John sulkily.
"What"s the "chariot" you spoke of, Allen?" inquired Will.
"Oh, it"s only an old hay wagon. It"s been the custom for some of the freshmen to haul the officers of the senior cla.s.s around in it. It doesn"t amount to much, but honestly I think it will be a good thing for you to do it."
"All right, you can count on me," said Will quickly.
"I don"t want to count on that from you. I"ve something else for you and Bennett to do."
"What"s that?"
"I"ll explain it to you." And Allen at once went into the details of the scheme he proposed. Both Will and Foster laughed as he laid it before them, and willingly consented to do their part. Peter John, however, said not a word, and when the visitors prepared to depart, Allen said, "You"re to a.s.semble at the gym, you know, and the parade will be formed in front of it on the street. It"ll march up Main Street, down East End Avenue, around through Walker Street, up West Street, across Drury Lane and then back into Main Street and then on down to the ball ground.
There the parade will break up and the freshmen and soph.o.m.ores will have their annual ball game. It"ll be great fun if you take it in the right spirit, and you"ll have plenty of spectators too."
"How"s that?" said Foster.
"Why, the whole college, faculty and all, will turn out to see it, and of course all the village people will be on hand, and if it"s a good day there"ll be a crowd here from out of town. The trains will be crowded that day, and there"ll be a good many who"ll come into Winthrop with their automobiles. You"ll never forget the day as long as you live."
"Great!" exclaimed Will. "I wish it was to-morrow. Where shall we get these things we"re to wear?"
"You can find them in the stores, or maybe I"ll be able to help you out some. Come down to my room to-morrow and I"ll see what can be done. Good night," Allen added, as he and his cla.s.smates started down the stairway.
"Good night," responded Will and Foster, and then closed the door.
"Of all the foolishness I ever heard that beats all," said Peter John when the freshmen were by themselves once more. "They don"t get me into it."
"Oh, yes, Peter John. Don"t pull off that way," said Will cordially.
"Not much. I"m not so big a fool as they take me to be."
"You"ll be a bigger one if you keep out."
"Maybe I will, but I"m not going to go into any such doings."
"Now look here, Peter John. You"re a freshman, but you can"t help that and no one blames you for it. I"m--"
"I"m no more a freshman than you are," retorted Peter John warmly.
"Right you are. But you don"t want to make a bad matter worse. If you keep out you"ll be a marked man and everybody in college will hear about it. It"ll be a great deal better for you to go in quietly, and whatever you think about it, just keep your thoughts to yourself, and don"t call the attention of the whole college to you by your foolishness. It"ll be simply a challenge for the sophs, if you don"t do it, and you"ll be the one to suffer."
"You think so?"
"I know so."
"I guess the sophs found out what sort of a fellow I was the other night. I"d have brained the first one that laid hands on me."
"You didn"t though, and you wouldn"t. It"s a great deal better to do as Hawley did and just laugh it off."
"Oh, I laughed all right, and I"d have given those fellows something to laugh about too, if they hadn"t tied me up."
"Of course, but the trouble is they did tie you up, and the next time it"ll be worse than that. It isn"t worth while to kick too hard, Peter John. A fellow has just got to take some things in life as he finds them and not as he"d like to have them. It"s the only way, and the sooner he learns it the better."
"But my father told me never to let anybody impose on me," said Peter John dubiously.
"n.o.body is going to impose on you. You won"t be doing anything more than every fellow in the cla.s.s, and if you don"t go in you"ll be the one marked exception. The sophs will take it as an invitation."
"You think so, do you?"
"Yes, sir, I do. Come along, Peter John, and don"t make any more fuss about it."
"Well, I"ll think about it," replied the freshman as he departed for his own room in Leland Hall.
Sat.u.r.day dawned bright and clear and the interest and excitement in the college over the parade rose to its highest point. A band had been secured from a neighboring city, and in the afternoon, when its stirring strains were heard from the steps of the gymnasium, all the freshmen were made aware that the time for their a.s.sembly had arrived. There were crowds of strangers to be seen about the streets and the little town was all active with unwonted bustle. Automobiles were arriving, the soph.o.m.ores were a.s.sembling at the various buildings, and their jeers and cries could be heard as they greeted the appearance of the members of the cla.s.s below them when they started for the gymnasium.
Will Phelps and Foster Bennett felt keenly the prevailing excitement, and when they entered the gymnasium building they found a large number of their own cla.s.smates already a.s.sembled and keenly alive to the demands that were soon to be made upon them.
Under the experienced guidance of the committee of juniors the freshmen were soon equipped for their various parts and the procession was formed. In advance moved the band and behind it was a huge hay wagon in which in great dignity were seated six of the seniors. The wagon itself was drawn by sixteen freshmen, all of whom had a tight grasp upon the ropes that had been fastened to the wagon tongue. Directly behind the wagon came Will Phelps and Foster Bennett and two of their cla.s.smates, all dressed in the garb of firemen, with red jackets and helmet hats of paper. In their hands was a huge rope at least two and a half inches in diameter, which was attached to a tiny tin fire engine not more than a foot in length. Behind the firemen came Hawley, who was dressed as an infant with a lace cap on his head and carefully tied bows under his chin, while in his hands he was carrying a bottle of milk. He was seated in an improvised baby carriage, which was being pushed by one of the smallest members of the freshman cla.s.s. "Sunny Jim," Charley Chaplin and Ben Turpin were among the characters that could be seen in the long lines of freshmen that, three abreast, were arranged still farther back in the procession, and at last, at the word of Allen, the junior who was acting as the marshal of the day, the march was begun. Frequently Will turned and glanced behind him at the long, tortuous line, and its ridiculous appearance caused him to laugh and say to Foster:
"Did you ever see anything in your life like that?"
"I never did."
"Silence there in the ranks!" called Allen sharply, for he chanced to be marching near the "fire engine." Not a trace of a smile could be seen on his face, and to all appearances he was engaged in what he considered one of the most serious events of his life.
In the streets the people were lined up and their laughter and good-natured applause could be heard on every side. Small boys followed the line of march or walked beside the long column, and their derisive remarks were frequent and loud. The soph.o.m.ores also added their comments, but there was no open disturbance throughout the march. It was one of the events of freshman year and as such was evidently not to be entered upon lightly or unadvisedly, like certain other important epochs in life.
At last the procession arrived at the athletic field and there broke up for the baseball game with the soph.o.m.ores. The grand stand was already filled with the people and students that had watched the march, and, as soon as Will and Foster had donned their baseball suits, for both had been selected to play on the freshman nine, they appeared upon the field, where already the other members of the team were awaiting their coming.
"I didn"t see Peter John, did you, Foster?" inquired Will.
"No. It"ll be all the worse for him, I fancy."
"No doubt about that. What are we going to do with him, Foster?"
"Nothing."