Memories of Brown; traditions and recollections gathered from many sources . the close of this brilliant display, Mr. Professor compli-mented him on the accuracy of his remarks and addedthat he wished to see him at his desk as soon as theclass adjourned. But even this possibility had been foreseen and pro-vided for. In just a few moments there was a of the students opened the door, bowed politely towhat was supposed to be the caller and announced thatMr. Timberlake was wanted. The temporary member ofthe class rose in a dignified manner and departed; not,however, till he
Memories of Brown; traditions and recollections gathered from many sources . the close of this brilliant display, Mr. Professor compli-mented him on the accuracy of his remarks and addedthat he wished to see him at his desk as soon as theclass adjourned. But even this possibility had been foreseen and pro-vided for. In just a few moments there was a of the students opened the door, bowed politely towhat was supposed to be the caller and announced thatMr. Timberlake was wanted. The temporary member ofthe class rose in a dignified manner and departed; not,however, till he had signalled back exultantly from thesafe side of the door. Of course, this put a stop to the further investigation ofthe case for that day, but when the next recitation oc-curred the result of prolonged midnight cogitation ap- Memories of Brown 399 peared also, for instead of the usual roll-call at the open-ing of the exercise, the lecture began at once. After theregular work was covered, the professor announced thathe would call the roll, and as each man was called he. Slater Hall from the Southeast would please take his hat and depart. As the middle ofthe alphabet was approached a man answered to his name,was seen to make a start for the door, and, as the profes-sors eyes glanced at the list to learn which name came 400 Memories of Brown next, dropped into a handy seat. When at last Mr. Tim-berlake was called this man got up and genuinely de-parted. Thus it happened at the end of the call all seatswere empty, and Mr, Timberlake had slipped through hisfingers again. The next day a card was handed to the registrar to beconveyed to the elusive mortal. It got to the genuine, ofcourse, and just at the right moment, just as the classbroke up, the real Timberlake walked in as dignified andsober as the worthy president could be on occasion. Heproceeded directly to the desk and said at once, , I believe you wish to see me at this time. What name, please} Timberlake, sir.
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