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 He must hurry, hurry, hurry; his news would not wait. And if instead of the gleaming white road ahead of him Bud saw a college campus with well kept lawns and shady trees, and if instead of the humming of the motor he heard the cheering throngs at football and baseball games, or the rhythmic lilt of college songs who can blame him? For he had the cash in his pocket, and college was a sure thing.