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things。 This happens。 We know it。 It happens with confusing insistence。 It destroys theo… ries。 There…there isn't much to say about it。 And sometimes we like this kind of a boy better than we do the…the others。 For my part I know of many a pure； pious and fine… minded student that I have positively loathed from a personal point…of…view。 But；〃 he added； 〃 this Rufus Coleman； his life in college and his life since； go to prove how often we get off the track。 There is no gauge of collegiate conduct whatever； until we can get evidence of the man's work in the world。 Your precious scoundrel's evidence is now all in and he is a failure； or worse。〃
〃 You are not habitually so fierce in judging people；〃 said the girl。
〃I would be if they all wanted to marry my daughter；〃 rejoined the professor。 〃 Rather than let that man make love to you…or even be within a short railway journey of you； I'll cart you off to Europe this winter and keep you there until you forget。 If you persist in this silly fancy； I shall at once become medieval。〃
Marjory had evidently recovered much of her composure。 〃Yes； father； new climates are alway's supposed to cure one；〃 she remarked with a kind of lightness。
〃 It isn't so much the old expedient；〃 said the professor musingly； 〃as it is that I would be afraid to leave you herewith no protection against that drinking gambler and gambling drunkard。〃
〃 Father； I have to ask you not to use such terms in speaking of the man that I shall marry。〃
There was a silence。 To all intents； the professor remained unmoved。 He smote the tips of his fingers thoughtfully together。 〃 Ye…es；〃 he observed。 〃That sounds reasonable from your standpoint。〃 His eyes studied her face in a long and steady glance。 He arose and went into the hall。 When he returned he wore his hat and great coat。 He took a book and some papers from the table and went away。
Marjory walked slowly through the halls and up to her room。 From a window she could see her father making his way across the campus labouriously against the wind and whirling snow。 She watched it； this little black figure； bent forward； patient； steadfast。 It was an inferior fact that her father was one of the famous scholars of the generation。 To her； he was now a little old man facing the wintry winds。 Recollect。 ing herself and Rufus Coleman she began to weep again； wailing amid the ruins of her tumbled hopes。 Her skies had turned to paper and her trees were mere bits of green sponge。 But amid all this woe appeared the little black image of her father making its way against the storm。
CHAPTER II。
IN a high…walled corrider of one of the college buildings； a crowd of students waited amid jostlings and a loud buzz of talk。 Suddenly a huge pair of doors flew open and a wedge of young men inserted itself boisterously and deeply into the throng。 There was a great scuffle attended by a general banging of books upon heads。 The two lower classes engaged in herculean play while members of the two higher classes； standing aloof； devoted themselves strictly to the encouragement of whichever party for a moment lost ground or heart。 This was in order to prolong the conflict。
The combat； waged in the desperation of proudest youth； waxed hot and hotter。 The wedge had been instantly smitten into a kind of block of men。 It had crumpled into an irregular square and on three sides it was now assailed with remarkable ferocity。
It was a matter of wall meet wall in terrific rushes； during which lads could feel their very hearts leaving them in the compress of friends and foes。 They on the outskirts upheld the honour of their classes by squeezing into paper thickness the lungs of those of their fellows who formed the centre of the melee
In some way it resembled a panic at a theatre。
The first lance…like attack of the Sophomores had been formidable； but the Freshmen outnumbering their enemies and smarting from continual Sophomoric oppression； had swarmed to the front like drilled collegians and given the arrogant foe the first serious check of the year。 Therefore the tall Gothic windows which lined one side of the corridor looked down upon as incomprehensible and enjoyable a tumult as could mark the steps of advanced education。 The Seniors and juniors cheered themselves ill。 Long freed from the joy of such meetings； their only means for this kind of recreation was to involve the lower classes； and they had never seen the victims fall to with such vigour and courage。 Bits of printed leaves； torn note…books； dismantled collars and cravats； all floated to the floor beneath the feet of the warring hordes。 There were no blows； it was a battle of pressure。 It was a deadly pushing where the leaders on either side often suffered the most cruel and sickening agony caught thus between phalanxes of shoulders with friend as well as foe contributing to the pain。
Charge after charge of Freshmen beat upon the now compact and organised Sophomores。 Then； finally； the rock began to give slow way。 A roar came from the Freshmen and they hurled themselves in a frenzy upon their betters。
To be under the gaze of the juniors and Seniors is to be in sight of all men； and so the Sophomores at this important moment laboured with the desperation of the half… doomed to stem the terrible Freshmen。
In the kind of game； it was the time when bad tempers came strongly to the front； and in many Sophomores' minds a thought arose of the incomparable insolence of the Freshmen。 A blow was struck； an infuriated Sophomore had swung an arm high and smote a Freshman。
Although it had seemed that no greater noise could be made by the given numbers； the din that succeeded this manifestation surpassed everything。 The juniors and Seniors immediately set up an angry howl。 These veteran classes projected themselves into the middle of the fight； buffeting everybody with small thought as to merit。 This method of bringing peace was as militant as a landslide； but they had much trouble before they could separate the central clump of antagonists into its parts。 A score of Freshmen had cried out： 〃It was Coke。 Coke punched him。 Coke。〃 A dozen of them were tempestuously endeavouring to register their protest against fisticuffs by means of an introduction of more fisticuffs。
The upper classmen were swift； harsh and hard。 〃Come； now； Freshies； quit it。 Get back； get back； d'y'hear？〃 With a wrench of muscles they forced themselves in front of Coke； who was being blindly defended by his classmates from intensely earnest attacks by outraged Freshmen。
These meetings between the lower classes at the door of a recitation room were accounted quite comfortable and idle affairs； and a blow delivered openly and in hatred fractured a sharply defined rule of conduct。 The corridor was in a hubbub。 Many Seniors and Juniors； bursting from old and iron discipline； wildly clamoured that some Freshman should be given the privilege of a single encounter with Coke。 The Freshmen themselves were frantic。 They besieged the tight and dauntless circle of men that encompassed Coke。 None dared confront the Seniors openly； but by headlong rushes at auspicious moments they tried to come to quarters with the rings of dark…browed Sophomores。 It was no longer a festival； a game； it was a riot。 Coke； wild…eyed； pallid with fury； a ribbon of blood on his chin； swayed in the middle of the mob of his classmates； comrades who waived the ethics of the blow under the circumstance of being obliged as a corps to stand against the scorn of the whole college； as well as against the tremendous assaults of the Freshmen。 Shamed by their own man； but knowing full well the right time and the wrong time for a palaver of regret and disavowal； this battalion struggled in the desperation of despair。 Once they were upon the verge of making unholy campaign against the interfering Seniors。 This fiery impertinence was the measure of their state。
It was a critical moment in the play of the college。 Four or five defeats from the Sophomores during the fall had taught the Freshmen much。 They had learned the comparative measurements； and they knew now that their prowess was ripe to enable them to amply revenge what was； according to their standards； an execrable deed by
