“We will!” cried Allan. “We’ll toast ourselves, and we’ll drink to next year, when we’ll all be jolly sophomores—except you, Tommy dear, who’ll be a disgustingly serious and dignified junior.”
Laughing, they crossed the yard, under the glow of the lanterns, and passed out of sight into the shadows of Elm Street. Against the front of College Hall appeared in sputtering purple flames the word
“VALE.”
BY RALPH HENRY BARBOUR.
The Spirit of the School.
The story of a boy who works his way through school. Illustrated in Colors. Cloth, $1.50.
Four Afloat.
Four Afoot.
Four in Camp.