We are to be eaten by the Pornell Bowling Team.
CHAPTER XIII
FUN WITH PELEG SNUGGERS
“What’s this?”
“Crows, I declare!”
“They are dropping cards!”
“Say, this is the limit, isn’t it?”
“Hurrah, Pornell has got to eat crow to-day!” cried one Putnam Hall cadet.
“That’s right,” added another. “Hope they enjoy it.”
The trick Pepper had played made all the cadets laugh loudly. As for the Pornell students they looked dark and sour.
“This is an outrage!” stormed Roy Bock. “Eat crow indeed! I say we didn’t lose the match. They didn’t play fair.”