"I say, Longwood, I want you to go for the independent ticket," said De Forrest, addressing one of the students who had declined to join the Bangwhangers.
"The opposition have just formed a secret society, and all its members are pledged to vote for Cantwell," replied Longwood.
"Cantwell! nonsense! He can't be elected to any office."
"No use; the fellows know him too well. We had a meeting in the cabin, and there will be two tickets. This will be the winning one;" and the third lieutenant handed Longwood one of the printed ballots.
"What's the other ticket?"
"The present officers; but I have just found out that they are taking my name off the ticket, and putting on Murray's. What do you think of that? Is it fair play?"
"Well, I don't know; but if you are working against the regular ticket, you can't expect its friends to go for you," replied Longwood.
"But they want to shove me down, and I hope my friends won't let them do it. I got up this plan, you know, but the fellows don't seem to give me any credit for it. Vote this ticket—won't you?"
"I'll see," answered the voter, as the candidate passed on to another.