“And, as I said, according to Mr. Snodgrass, these lads went down in a submarine. I didn’t believe that at first, but he told me of the things he saw and the specimens he caught, so I guess it’s true enough.
“Now they’re coming here. They got back from a long trip on road and river just before Professor Snodgrass came here to teach, and they had such lively times that their folks packed them here for us to look after,” and Frank grinned.
“Oh, we’ll look after ’em all right!” cried Sid.
“That’s what we will,” added Bart Haley.
“If they try to run things here they’ll find that they’re running themselves into the ground,” declared Jake Porter.
The group of students around Frank nodded assent. The boys were, as has been said, sophomores, and most of them were on the baseball nine.
“I wonder if they’ll go out for football?” asked Ted Newton, captain of the eleven. “We need some good material.”
“You wouldn’t have new fellows—butters-in like these three—on the team; would you?” asked Frank.
“Well, they’d be eligible for the varsity under the rules here, which are different from those of most colleges. I wouldn’t turn any fellow down just because he’d had some adventures. Cracky! I’d like a taste of them myself!”