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 glance what class they belong to in a few days; he's a Freshman like yourself. Only, he's an important Freshman, and you are not. He's from a large prep. school near by, and has learned a great many things about college life, a course which is not taught by the masters or laid down in the curriculum. He is an athlete and a promising career for him is already outlined, in theory, but look out! A little prominence is a dangerous thing. In Freshman year a man's position is given to him by his reputation; in Senior year he takes his proper place with his character. What a man seems to be cuts lots of ice at first; but what he really is wins out at the finish.

Ah, here is an upper-classman—of a certain sort. What do you think of him, Dick? Why do you smile? That Norfolk jacket is a corker; don't you like those padded shoulders? Don't you admire his bulldog? And certainly he has a pretty face despite the deep, dark, devilish look of dissipation. "A paper sport" you call him? A good phrase, and I'm glad you are so