On Saturday afternoons the freshmen ball team practiced, and Saturday was at hand.

It would be an opportune time to meet the youngsters and make it warm for them.
The affair was carefully planned, but wind of it reached the freshmen.
As a result, the youngsters prepared for what they knew must take place.
There could be no such thing as avoiding it, so when Saturday noon came they dressed themselves in their old clothes and started for the park, going out as much as possible in a body.
When the park was reached it was found that the sophomores were there ahead of them.

More than that, the sophs had closed and fastened the gate, and they proposed to hold it.

They taunted the freshmen, and told them they would have to climb the fence if they hoped to get into the park.
Then there was a consultation among the freshmen.

"We'll have to make a rush," was the universal decision.
Frank looked the ground over, and he decided that an ordinary rush would not be successful, for that was the very thing the sophomores were expecting.