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208 the regatta was to be held before the big battles of the gridiron took place.

"Come on!" cried Tom, as he spied his three chums. "Let's slip up to our room and talk things over."

This was after a more or less hurried meal had been eaten.

"And we sure have lots to talk about," remarked Sid. "But let's get through with it and take a run up to Fairview. I guess"

"You guess the girls are there—that's what you guess!" interrupted Tom. "Hark to him, fellows. Isn't he the limit!"

And then, linking arms, the four inseparables strolled across the campus, through groups of students, toward their room.