"He is a bad man! Methinks I can detect his cloven foot." "You're wrong," laughed Merriwell.

"But you may have been near enough at some time to detect his cloven breath!" The three freshmen who were leaning out of one of the upper windows repeated in chorus: "Punch, brother--punch with care, Punch in the presence of the passenjair." Another freshman shouted: "Say, Swallows, give us a lock of your hair.

It'll save the expense of gas in my room." "I'd like a lock of it, too," declared another.

"I'm troubled with rats, and I haven't any paris green handy." "Oh, rats!" yelled twenty voices.
"Hello, Parker!" cried Little.

"I hear you were held up last night?
Is it true ?" "Oh, yes," said Rattleton.