llusions plumb to hell I thought, for example, hat all college men were gentlemen; well, most of hem are n t. I thought that all of them were inelligent and hard students.”
The group broke into loud laughter. “Me, 00,” said George Winsor when the noise had bated. “I thought that I was coming to a regular ducational heaven, halls of learning and all that ort of thing. Why, it’s a farce. Here I am porting a Phi Bete key, an honor student if you lease, and all that I really know as a result of my ollege ‘education’ is the fine points of football and ow to play poker. I don’t really know one damn fling about anything.”
The other men were Jack Lawrence and Pudge amieson. Jack was an earnest chap, serious and ard working but without a trace of brilliance, le, too, wore a Phi Beta Kappa key, and so did ’udge. Hugh was the only one of the group who ad not won that honor; the fact that he was the nly one who had won a letter was hardly, he felt, Dmplete justification. His legs no longer seemed lore important than his brains; in fact, when he ad sprained a tendon and been forced to drop
- ack, he had been genuinely pleased1.
Pudge was quite as plump as he had been as a •eshman and quite as jovial, but he did not tell ) many smutty stories. He still persisted in crossig his knees in spite of the difficulties involved.
