across Dean and Atwood unless its progress was stayed.
"Hold it up! Hold it up!" yelled Dick. "Hold it up, or they'll be killed!"
He put up his hands to meet the pole, which was coming down across the front of the campus. Tom did likewise, and so did Frank Hoiden, Stanley Brown, and several others, including an extra tall and powerful senior.
It was a heavy weight, and for the moment the boys under it thought they would have to let it go. Over came the pole, and when it rested on the boys' hands the top overbalanced the bottom and struck the ground, sending the lower end into the air. As this happened Billy Dean and Charley Atwood were hauled out of harm's way. Then the pole was dropped to the campus with a thud.
For several seconds all who stood near were too dazed to speak. Then a cheer arose for those who had held the flagstaff up long enough for the small youths to be rescued.
"Say, that was a close shave!" exclaimed Sam. He, like a good many others, was quite pale.
"It was indeed," said a senior who had come up. "The fellows who held the pole up deserve a good deal of credit."
