"Well, what of that?" she says. "Haven't you and he always hated each other?"
"Well, maybe we have," I says, "but he's a relative, ain't he? And when you travel you got to look up your relatives, ain't you?"
Well, make a long story short, we decided to stop at Cousin Walter's for a few days—and then—man!—then I springs the big surprise!
"And after New York," I says, "we'll come home by way of Washington, and we'll stop in and call on the President!"
"Oh Papa, we couldn't do that!" Delmerine hollers.
"I'd like to know why not!" I says. "Ain't he and I classmates?"
"Yes, but maybe he wouldn't remember you," she says.
"Now you look here!" I says. "If you think for one moment that I wasn't just as important in college as he was, and maybe then some—they told me if I could have stayed till spring I'd 've been on the baseball team— But that isn't the point!
