Page:Dave Porter on Cave Island.djvu/65

Rh it cleared off the boys had considerable fun snowballing each other and in coasting down a long hill leading to the river. Pop Swingly, the janitor, came in for his full share of the snow-balling and so did Jackson Lemond, usually called Horsehair, the Hall carryall driver. Horsehair was caught coming from the barn, and half a dozen snowballs hit him at the same time.

"Hi, you, stop!" he spluttered, as one snowball took him in the chin and another in the ear. "Want to smother me? Let up, I say!" And he tried to run away.

"These are early Christmas presents, Horsehair!" sang out Ben, merrily, and let the driver have another, this time in the cap.

"And something to remember us by, when we are gone," added Gus, hitting him in the arm. Then the driver escaped. He felt sore, and vowed he would square up.

"Maybe he'll report us," said Ben, after the excitement was over.

"Not he," declared Gus. "He's not that kind. But he'll lay for us,—just you wait and see." And Gus was right. About half an hour later he and Ben were told that somebody wanted to see them at the boathouse. They started for the building, walking past the gymnasium, and as they did so, down on their heads came a perfect avalanche of snow, sent from the sloping roof above. When