had lost his cap, and on the top of his head rested a mass of grass
and mud. He came out of the water spluttering and shaking himself.

"I won't stand this! I'll have you all arrested!" he gasped.

"It was an accident," came from one of the students.

"It was not! It was done on purpose!"

"Sure! it was done a purpose!" roared old Filbury. "I never seen such
goin's on in my life!"

"Never mind, you needed a bath, Filbury," shouted one student. And at
this there was a laugh.

"I am going to report all of you," stormed William Philander. "Look at
this suit, it is ruined!" and he held up the sides of his coat to
view. The water and mud were dripping profusely from the garment.

"Better go down to the gym and get under a shower," suggested Spud.

"I am not. I am going to my room," retorted William Philander. And
then, of a sudden, he took to his heels, burst through the crowd, and
hurried toward one of the college buildings. At the same time, Filbury
started to run for one of the stables.

"Say, Tom, that was rather rough," remarked Sam, after the two had
disappeared.

"It sure was, Sam. I didn't think they would run the carriage into the