At Good Old Siwash

Chapter		Page
I	Ole Skjarsen's First Touchdown	[1]
II	Initiating Ole	[28]
III	When Greek meets Grouch	[50]
IV	A Funeral that Flashed in the Pan	[78]
V	Colleges While You Wait	[105]
VI	The Greek Double Cross	[135]
VII	Taking Pace from Father Time	[169]
IX	Cupid—that Old College Chum	[223]
X	Votes from Women	[253]
XI	Sic Transit Gloria All-America	[284]

ILLUSTRATIONS

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Twenty-five yards with four Muggledorfer men hanging on his legs	[Frontispiece]
"Aye ent care to stop," he said. "Aye kent suit you, Master Bost"	[20]
He pulled himself together and touched Ole gently	[26]
There wasn't a college anywhere around us that didn't have Ole's hoofmarks all over its pride	[33]
Martha caused some mild sensation	[63]
My, but that girl was a wonder!	[74]
"Har's das spy!" he yelled. "Kill him, fallers; he ban a spy!"	[120]
We spent another five minutes hoisting him aboard a prehistoric plug	[125]
He may have been fat, but how he could run!	[132]
Naturally I was somewhat dazzled	[147]
He was so bashful that his voice blushed when he used it	[151]
With our colors on and four particularly wicked-looking chair legs in our hands	[167]
Our peculiar style of pushing a football right through the thorax of the whole middle west	[205]
"If you don't like that beanbag, eat it"	[220]
He invited Miss Spencer to go street-car riding with him	[246]
You can always spot these family friends	[252]
It was a blow between the eyes	[264]
"How are all the other good old chaps?" she said	[270]
Why, they even made us cut chapel to go walking with them	[280]

CHAPTER I

OLE SKJARSEN'S FIRST TOUCHDOWN

Am I going to the game Saturday? Am I? Me? Am I going to eat some more food this year? Am I going to draw my pay this month? Am I going to do any more breathing after I get this lungful used up? All foolish questions, pal. Very silly conversation. Pshaw!