they clawed their way out of the mass and looked up they saw Horsehair standing on the roof, snowshovel in hand, grinning at them.
"Thought I'd give ye some more snow fer snowballs," he chuckled. "Here ye are!" And down came another avalanche, sending the boys flat a second time. When they scrambled up they ran off with all speed, the merry laughter of the carryall driver ringing in their ears.
At last came the final session of the school, with the usual exercises, in which Dave and his chums participated. Nearly all of the boys were going home for the holidays, including Dave, Phil, Roger, and Ben. Dave and Ben were, of course, going direct to Crumville, and it was arranged that Phil and the senator's son should come there later, to visit our hero and his family and the Wadsworths. Nat Poole was also going home, and would be on the same train with Dave and Ben.
"I wish he wasn't going with us," said Ben. "I'm getting so I can't bear Nat at all."
"Well, he Isn't quite as bad as he was when he chummed with Merwell and Jasniff," answered our hero. "I think their badness rather scared Nat. He is mean and all that, but he isn't a criminal."
"Well, I think some meanness is a crime," retorted Ben.
The boys had purchased gifts for Doctor Clay,
