he could put himself through c:;iiege. he would let him go. Registration day for the first ~eme.>ter found the halls and corridors filled with a crowd of eag·er, excited students. all busily engaged in interviewing the various professors in regard to the subjects they should include in their course of stuclv fc r the year. \Vhile standing in the hall and feeling rather at a loss as to how he should proceed. Tack Mason was startled by a slap on the shoulder and a hearty YO ice saving: ' 'Hello, Tack. old fellow; h( ". are ycu? So you did come to college after all; I'm mighty ghc1 to see you here." So saying, Tad Tones linked arms with Tack and walked slowly clown the l01:g hall. "Yes. I 'm here," said Tack, "but I hardly know what to do next." "HaYe you reg·istered yet?" asked knes. "No." said Tack. "I was iust wondering where to beg·in when you came along." "Come with me," said Tones. "a:·d I'll ~ee you through." Under Tones' g·uiclance, Tack was t1ken to the different professors. who passed upon his ot~e. and at length he received the coveted registration card. which entitled him to enter the Freshman chs~. Football now began to engage the attention of all athletic students. and Tack, whose superb physical condition had not escaped the vigilant eve of the coach. was invited to take oart in practice games. Having made for himself a fair record at the game. he turned his attention in the spring to track athletics. and all spare time was spent in physical training·.
an education that would fit you for something better than what vour prospects are now. vVith such streng"th and muscle you oug·ht to be a leader in athletics." Tack smiled a little sadly and said : "I should like to. but I can't afford it. It costs money to go to college." . ''\Vork your way through. man; work your way through. There are plenty of boys doing that, and they are the most respected and successful students we have." The talk then drifted to other things. college stories and reminiscenses bearing· t~o small part in the ccnYersation. In a few cia ys the surveyors mO\·ed their camp farther into the mountains. and Tack Mason missed the pleasant evenings spent with the college boys 111 camp. As they were leaving, Tones had laughingl y given him a U niversity catalogue. saying that he could look it over and make up his mind to l~e ready for schcol in September. Mason had long dreamed of a course in college, but his father had little sympathy with the "higher'' education. contending· that a high school education was enoug·h for any man. He had sent Tack to the high school at Lewiston. and thought he had done his dutv. But as Tack studied the catalogue his desire grew to a determination. if he could gain his father's consent. to make his wav through colleg·e himself. The old gentleman. while unwilling to hefp Jack. wc-uld put no obstacles in his wav. anci told him if ISI