"
Then, from the other half:
"-----for a _freshman_!"
Dick & Co. recovering from their amazement, were coming on again
now. Young Prescott's heart thumped hard. He was no popularity-chaser,
but only the fellow who has been down hard, for a while, knows
how good it is to be _up_ once more.
As Dick neared the gate Ben Badger dropped down out of the bare
maple tree, for Ben had yet other duties on the reception committee.
He and Frank Thompson suddenly snatched Dick Prescott out of the
ranks of his chums, and hoisted him aloft. This these two husky
first classmen were well able to do.
Across the school yard they started with him, while the rest of
the fellows followed, giving voice to the High School yell:
"T-E-R-R-O-R-S! Wa-ar! Fam-ine! Pes-ti-lence! That's us!
That's us! G-R-I-D-L-E-Y H.S.! Rah! rah! rah! rah! Gri-i-id-ley!"
The girls grouped on the steps parted, letting the leaders and
followers through.
With the rush as of an army the excited youngsters bore Dick Prescott
up a flight of stairs. Half a dozen of the fellows sprang ahead
of Badger and Thompson, throwing open one of the doors of the
general assembly room.
Again the High School yell broke loose, sounding, in that confined
space, as though it must jar the rafters loose.
Dr. Thornton had risen from his chair behind the desk. It was
before coming-in-hour, and there was no rule that commanded quietude
before the bell rang. Yet such a din had never before been heard
in the room.
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