. St. Nicholas [serial]. efore —these boys who an hour earlier had not knownthe meaning of class spirit. On the way home Elton rubbed a little mudoff one cheek, reflectively. I wish, he said, that I could have keptthe cane. But I suppose it s customary forthe Sophomores to get it. Of course, said a hearty voice behindhim. Elton looked up and saw the man whohad rowed with him grinning pleasantly. You dont know me, he said, but I mKenton, captain of the varsity crew. I say,Elton, you are a stayer all right, and I wantyou to do something in athletics while you arehere. The old college needs men l
. St. Nicholas [serial]. efore —these boys who an hour earlier had not knownthe meaning of class spirit. On the way home Elton rubbed a little mudoff one cheek, reflectively. I wish, he said, that I could have keptthe cane. But I suppose it s customary forthe Sophomores to get it. Of course, said a hearty voice behindhim. Elton looked up and saw the man whohad rowed with him grinning pleasantly. You dont know me, he said, but I mKenton, captain of the varsity crew. I say,Elton, you are a stayer all right, and I wantyou to do something in athletics while you arehere. The old college needs men like forget. And he turned down a sidestreet. I think, said Elton to a young fellow be-side him, who had evidently been in the lakealso, that I m going to like this honest, now, have nt we the best classthat ever got together ? Let s give the yellagain. And they gave it, not only once, but theygave it twice — a dozen times. One and all,they had at last caught the class spirit. Vol. XXXI.— He was small and plump, of a red-browncolor, with a beautiful bushy tail curling overhis back. Have you guessed that he was asquirrel ? Then look up his name in the dic-tionary and you will find out why he was calledChickaree. He lived in the trees behind the Brown House,waiting for the butternuts to get ripe. A bigbutternut-tree grew close by the fence. bright eyes had spied the nuts earlyin the summer, and he had made up his mind tohave them—every one. So, as soon as the ripenuts began to fall with a thump to the ground,Chickaree was to be seen—as busy as a bee allday long, storing up food for next winter. The two ladies who lived in the Brown Houseused to watch him from the windows, and werenever tired of saying how cunning he was, andhow glad they were to have him get the butter-nuts. He must have a snug little nestin some treenear by — he would carry off a nut and be backagain so quickly. But, though they watchedcarefully, they never co
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