THE COLLEGE AND THE CIRCUS
Holland himself picked up a sizable stone from the street and let drive at Cherokee Charlie; it missed him and crashed through a shop window opposite.
"Ah, don't! Let up on that!" shouted several voices. But others, being excited, followed Holland's example. Stones began flying. Some of them hit the horses.
Cherokee Charlie rushed over to the college side of the street, drew up his horse, whipped out his gun—a big, ugly looking Western six-shooter—and yelled in a loud voice: "That'll do! That'll do! The next (so-and-so) that throws a rock gets this! Pull your guns, boys!" His own was waving and glittering about his head. "The next man you see"
But Billy Carew, the catcher of the 'Varsity baseball nine, had let drive at Cherokee Charlie very much as if throwing to second base. The crowd heard it thump against Cherokee's solid shoulder.
The latter wheeled about, and, swearing vividly, shouted, "Where is he? Who did that?" brought around his big gun in the
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