Winning His "W" - A Story of Freshman Year at College by Everett Titsworth Tomlinson
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"Never you mind about that!" retorted Peter John in nowise abashed.
"That was when I didn't know as much as I do now." "Three or four days will do great things for a fellow," remarked Walker dryly. "Yes, sir, that's so. You're right about that," acknowledged Peter John graciously. "Say, fellows, what are you going to do about these Greek letter societies?" he inquired abruptly, turning to his two classmates as he spoke. Both Will Phelps and Foster Bennett glanced uneasily at Walker, but the junior only smiled and made no response. It was apparent though that the topic Peter John had broached was one upon which all three had been conferring. "We haven't done anything as yet," said Foster. "Neither have I," acknowledged Peter John. "I thought I'd take my time before I decided which one I'd join. I suppose I'll have to write home to pa, but he won't know as much about it as I do." "We live and learn," said Walker as he rose to depart. "I'll see you to-night?" he inquired of Will and Foster as he stopped for a moment in the doorway. Will glanced questioningly at his room-mate and then said: "Thank you, Walker. We'll be very glad to come." "Where you going? What did he want?" demanded Peter John when Walker was gone. |
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