Merriwell, Frank (Fictitious character) -- Juvenile fiction; Yale University -- Juvenile fiction
"Well, why shouldn't he?" returned Baker. "It's the last time we'll get
the chance to roast a good fellow like Merriwell, and we're going to
make it hot for him, I tell you."
"Go ahead, he'll stand it," said Bruce.
Having delivered his message of warning, Bruce left the room. Then Baker
returned and ordered Frank to begin his essay.
"Speak up loud and clear," he said, "for when you're told to talk, we
expect you to talk."
Frank unfolded his manuscript and began to read:
"The problem of the hen is one of the most interesting subjects in
ornithology."
"Hi! hi! hi!" yelled the seniors, rapping the floor with their clubs,
umbrellas, brooms and so on.
"It seems to me very appropriate," continued Frank, reading from his
paper, "that this subject should be discussed by a 'Pig'----"
This word was a signal for the most terrific uproar that the room had
yet witnessed. All the seniors made a dash at Frank with their clubs,
brooms, umbrellas and so forth, raised in the air.
They brought them down in great whacks upon the table; he stood as still
as a statue. If he had attempted to dodge he would certainly have been
hit.
"The idea of a neophyte using that word!" they cried. "Give him a black
mark!"
Accordingly, the memorandum books came out and down went another black
mark.
It then flashed upon Frank that it must be a rule of this order that no
neophyte should refer to it as the "Pig," and unhappily in his essay he
had done so a dozen times or more.
He quickly decided to pretend to read, but really to speak offhand and
so avoid using the troublesome word, but there came another knock at the
door.
This time it was Prof. Adler, whose room was in the building, and who
called to protest against so much noise.
"You see what it is, professor," said Baker, throwing the door wide
open. "You were once a 'Pig' yourself, I believe."
"Yes, I was," the professor answered, trying hard to repress a smile as
he looked at Merriwell and the four solemn juniors, "but really it's
getting late, gentlemen, and I think you ought to take your initiation
elsewhere."
"Well, perhaps we have gone far enough at this stage," said Baker. "At
any rate, professor, we won't trouble you any more to-night."
"I hope you won't," said the good-humored professor, "for I should hate
to report you."
With that he went away, and the next stage in the initiation began
immediately.
Each of the five neophytes was blindfolded with a towel tied around his
head; his hands were then bound behind his back, and a long cord
attached to them; then they were sternly ordered to remember the rule of
obedience.
"If you obey you'll come to no harm," said Baker, earnestly, "but the
slightest act of disobedience may run you into serious trouble."
When the blindfolding and binding had been completed the neophytes were
taken out to the campus and so to the street; there three or four
seniors went with each neophyte in different directions about the city.
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