"Pull 'em up!' he ordered next, and willing hands aided him in hoisting the lads toward the roof of the gymnasium.
"You are now about to take the slide of death!" called Button, when the freshmen were close against the pulley, and fully forty feet above the floor. "We're going to let you come down on the run"
A scream from one of the lads in the blanket high up in the air interrupted him.
"You'll frighten him!" called Dick.
"What's that to you? Mind your own affairs, and we'll run this," said Dutton. "Or maybe you'll get your hazing, which we omitted last time."
"Go ahead," said Dick. "But that's too risky."
"Aw, cut it out, Hamilton," said Stiver. "We ain't going to hurt 'em."
But this assurance could not be heard by the lads in the blanket, who could not see.
"Let her slide!" cried Dutton, and he and his chums released their grasp on the rope, which was wound about a post.
Down, on the run, came the unfortunate cadets, and from the cries they uttered they must have imagined that they were about to be dashed to the floor. Then Dick saw that several mats were right under them, in case of accident.
But it was not the intention of Dutton to run any risks. At first the rope was paid out swiftly, and then it was gradually tightened against the
