Show A series of Eight Stories in which is Evolved the intan- gible Something Called College Spirit ill—The Recompense' You all remember those stormy days of last August when the very sky seemed to fall and Mother Earth was thoroughly drenched Well I was down in the sage brush state of Nevada working on the railroad just to pass the time away When steel anti tics ran short a party comixxsed of four Americans and one hundred and fifty Italians and Greeks were sent hack over the track already constructed to pick up the low places I happened to he one of the four of authority We four took meals at a neighboring farm house and they were excellent : yet if my memory serves me correctly “supper” (called dinner in society) was always the best During those days when Jupiter Pluvius was master-at-arm- s the three foremen (I ran the commissary and staid in doors) would come into our temporary camp in the evening wet through covered with alkali mud such as only Nevada can produce and complain tiredness about an unseeming those hot However when suppers were over and the little party of four met in the office car filled the pipes and had put their feet on the fender of the red hot stove in order to dry their hoots — well the storm raged outside and the long evenings were usually passed in a reOf course gretfully short time — we talked talked on all imaginary subjects and passed upon them as we deemed best One evening we were talking about going to college when Kilhip a track inspector |