"Have I made any demands?" said Crazy, coolly. "Come now--yes or no!" "Are you handing it to me?" A fresh storm of indignation was interrupted by the sudden tumultuous reappearance of Wash Simmons, shouting: "Fellows, Butsey White and the Green have sold out to the Mugwumps!" Crazy Opdyke sat down again. A long silence succeeded. Then Cheyenne Baxter, mutely interrogating every glance, rose and said: "Crazy, you win. The chairmanship is yours. Will you take it on a silver platter or with a bouquet of roses?" That evening, when Hickey went to report to Ernest Garrison Baldwin, he found that civic reformer in a somewhat perturbed condition. "I'm afraid, Hicks," he said dubiously, "that the campaign is getting a wrong emphasis. It seems to me that those Federalist banners are not only in questionable taste, but show a frivolous and trifling attitude toward this great opportunity." "It's just the humour of the campaign, sir," said Hickey reassuringly; "I wouldn't take them seriously." "Another thing, Hicks; I'm rather surprised that the management of the campaign does not seem to be in the hands of the very representative committee you originally selected." "Yes, sir," said Hickey; "we realise that; but we're making a change in our party at least which will please you. Opdyke is going to take control." "Indeed! That is reassuring; that is a guarantee on your side, at least, of a dignified, honourable canvass." "Oh, yes, sir," said Hickey. He left gravely and scampered across the campus. Suddenly from the Woodhull Toots Cortell's trumpet squeaked out. At the same moment the first Anti-Fed banner was flung out, thus conceived: TURN THE ROBBERS OUT NO MORE GRAFTING NO MORE GOUGING THE UNDER FORMERS FACULTY SUPERVISION MEANS SAVING TO THE POCKET OUT WITH THE BLACKMAILERS The astute and professional hand of the Honourable Crazy Opdyke was felt at once. The Anti-Fed party, while still advocating faculty control of the athletic finances for purposes of efficiency and economy, now shifted the ground by a series of brilliant strokes. The third day of the campaign had hardly opened when the four fusion houses displayed prominently the following proclamation: ECONOMY AND JIGGERS FACULTY MANAGEMENT OF THE FINANCES MEANS RIGID ECONOMY PROTECTION OF THE WEAK FROM THE TYRANNY OF THE TAX GATHERER EQUITABLE PRO-RATA LEVYING OF CONTRIBUTIONS ECONOMY MEANS MORE JIGGERS MORE JIGGERS MEANS MORE HAPPINESS FOR THE GREATER NUMBER VOTE FOR THE FATTER POCKETBOOK Hardly had this argument to the universal appetite been posted before the Feds retorted by posting a proclamation: FACULTY PLOT