THE FIRST DAY AT COLLEGE
we? Good-by, Hammie; glad to have seen you. Yes, the boy is going to try for the Freshman eleven."
There, now, Dick. You have met him! You have held the hand that held the football that won that never-to-be-forgotten victory. And he has spoken to you, addressed a whole sentence all to you alone, and run his eye over your Freshman figure—not altogether disapprovingly either. No wonder you mop your brow; it was a mighty moment. Now aren't you glad I instead of your father came with you? Your father gives you some of the advantages of a college education, but he couldn't have done that. I believe you respect me more than you ever did before. A proud moment, Dick; only bear up to-morrow if he forgets all about it, for all Freshmen look alike to Seniors, and think of how many more important things such a Senior has on his mighty mind. Just think, Dick, some day you will be a Senior yourself, but never, even if your wildest dreams are fulfilled, will you feel so great and grand as that
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