“Let’s go out for a walk,” proposed Bob. “It’s early yet and the rules say we don’t have to be in until eleven,” and he glanced at the card on the back of the door.
“Yes, let’s take a walk,” agreed Jerry. “We can fix up our rooms to-morrow.”
They strolled across the campus, noting the various groups of college buildings, where the other dormitories were located, the different “schools” where various specialties were taught, the gymnasium, and the president’s house, which was rather a pretentious one.
“Yes, it sure is a nice place—but I don’t like the only specimens of students we’ve yet come in contact with,” remarked Ned.
“There’s the diamond over there,” said Bob, after a pause, as he indicated the baseball field. “Let’s go and take a look at it.”
“The football gridiron would be more in keeping now,” suggested Jerry.
As they were walking along a path that led between two of the buildings, a voice hailed them:
“Hello there, freshies! What do you mean by trespassing on the sophs’ walk. Get off there!”
The three chums stopped, and looked around. In the light of a lamp, one of many that glowed on the college grounds, they saw a lad hastening toward them.
“What’s the matter with you fellows?” he demanded. “Don’t you know no freshies are allowed here?”