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 around in the neighborhood expectantly. (You see, the gang had thoughtfully decided upon this early hour for the benefit of the college.) "By the way," called out Dougal Davis to the gang, "you may not know it, but I am one of the pickets to watch for your approach. The old man will now be informed of your expected arrival. If necessary we are to use force to prevent your fell design."

"Is that so?" laughed Preston Brown; "it must be fine to have such powers of organization." Then, turning to Ferris, the long, thin man, he said: "Lengthy, skip up and get under your sheet. We'll be your pall-bearers in a minute."

"That sheet smells to Heaven," said Ferris, shrugging his shoulders.

"Well, this is the last time," returned the other. "All you've got to do is to lie still until we give you the signal; then—you know what to do, and—Jeremiah will do the rest."

Ferris laughed. "Well, tell Reddy no 'posterior-athnoid' test this time—