Winning His "W" - A Story of Freshman Year at College by Everett Titsworth Tomlinson
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was beaming, and as he removed his hat his stiff red hair seemed almost
to rise on his head. "Well, fellows," he said, "we did things up brown this afternoon, didn't we?" "You did too much," said Walker quietly. "Haven't I as good a right as anybody to make a motion?" demanded Peter John hotly. "You have as much right, but you don't want always to take all your rights, you know." "Why not? I'll stand up for my rights every time. Now, I don't believe a word of what you said this afternoon." "You're complimentary; but you're under no obligations to believe me," laughed Walker. "I don't mean just that. What I mean is that I'd like to see the sophomore who'd tell me what I could wear or what I couldn't; or where I could go and where I couldn't. He hasn't anything to say about that." "He thinks he has," suggested Walker quietly. "I don't care what he thinks. I know my rights, and I intend to stand up for them too!" "Is that why you were running up the railroad track the day when you came to Winthrop?" demanded Will Phelps. |
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