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ventured out to deliver his letters of introduc-
tion to two of the professors, whom he had not
met at his examination. Just as he stepped
out the prayer-bell rang, and he followed the
crowd into the chapel.

There seemed to be something wonderfully
provocative in the appearance and manners of
George Cramer—that is, there was something
so ludicrous that it was almost impossible not
to smile, as you caught a glimpse of his slender
figure bent backwards with that consequential
strut. The boys who sat near him tittered ;
and he heard some one whisper, “ Dandy
Jack! Dandy Jack!”

There were some, however, who quite ad-
mired his splendid watch-chain, and other
tokens of arich young man. There are always
boys enough, and too many in college, ready to
make acquaintance with a new fellow who has
money.

It was not long before George Cramer’s room
was the favorite resort of all the idlers in the
class. What they did there, the faculty of the
college did not know; neither do we care to
inquire. One thing is certain, they were nei-

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