less of the hour of the night, but Doctor Clay demurred.
"We'll investigate in the morning," said he. "And, as the window is broken out, Mr. Haskers, you may take the room next to mine, which is just now vacant."
"Somebody ought to be punished"
"We'll investigate, do not fear."
"It's getting worse and worse. By and by there won't be any managing these rascals at all," grumbled the assistant teacher. "Some of them ought to have their necks wrung!"
"There, that is enough," returned the doctor, sternly. "I think we can manage them, even at such a time as this. "Now, boys," he continued, "go to bed, and do not let me hear any more disturbances." And he waved the students to their various dormitories.
"Say, but isn't old Haskers mad!" exclaimed Roger, when he and his chums were in their dormitory. "He'd give a good bit to find out who played the joke on him."
"I hope that ram got away all right," came from Dave. "I didn't want to see the animal injured."
"I think Pop Swingly is right, animals like that are tough," was Buster Beggs' comment. "More than likely he is on his way back to Farmer Cadmore's farm."
"We'll find out later on," put in Sam Day.
