Dave, after he had adjusted his robe and his headgear to his satisfaction, and possessed himself of a long stuffed club.
"They were told to wait in the old granary until called for," answered Messmer.
"Do they seem to be timid about joining?" asked Ben.
"Tom Atwood is a little timid,—he heard how little Frank Bond was almost scared to death by Gus Plum's crowd one term."
"By the way, where is Gus?" asked Henshaw.
"He said he wanted to study," answered Dave. 11 1 asked him to come, but he wouldn't."
"My, but didn't Gus give us a funny story the time we initiated him!" cried one of the students.
"Yes, and do you remember how Link Merwell and Nat Poole placed those big firecrackers under our fire and nearly blew us all to pieces," added another.
"Never mind—we got square," said Buster. "I guess they haven't forgotten yet the drubbing we gave them."
It was late at night, and the boys had had not a little difficulty in stealing away from the school unobserved. With all in readiness, the three boys who were awaiting to be initiated were sent for, and they presently appeared, escorted by four of the club members, each carrying a bright and very blunt sword. As they came into the old boathouse,
