the reasons, you say. What are the others?" asked Fred.

"Well, I guess the others must be set down to Andy's unfortunate
disposition," laughed Granger. "There are other fellows here who have
rich fathers, but they're good fellows just the same."

"Was that really his valet who was in the auto with him?" asked Teddy.

"No," replied Melvin, with a smile, "that's only the name the fellows
gave to Sid Wilton. He plays second fiddle to Shanks. He's always at his
beck and call, and ready to fetch and carry for him. He jumps through
the hoop and rolls over and plays dead whenever Andy gives the word.

"But here we are now," the other youth went on, as the bus turned from
the road into a broad avenue, shaded by elms and maples. "Behold,
gentlemen and fellow citizens," he jested, "the far-famed institution of
learning known as Rally Hall!"

The boys leaned out eagerly to see what would be their home for many
months to come.

Before them rose a massive building, three stories in height, made of
pressed brick and with white granite facings. A wing at right angles to
the main building on each side, gave it the form of three sides of a
square.

A wide flight of stone steps led to the main floor, which was devoted to
class rooms and the offices of the institution. On the second floor were
the dormitories, varying in size, and containing from eight to twelve
beds each. The rooms of the principal and teachers occupied the greater
part of the third floor, while a section in the left wing was set apart
for the janitor and the other employees of the school.

Before the building stretched a large campus, covering several acres.
Most of it was lawn, although it was interspersed with bits of woodland.
On one side of it was a large frame building, used as a gymnasium, and
immediately adjoining was the athletic field. This was very large and
was kept in superb condition. There were a number of tennis courts, but
the major part was reserved for baseball and football. A full-sized
diamond was surrounded with smooth turf that shone like green velvet,
though browning a little in places under the September sun. A half mile
running track encircled the whole field.

Directly in front of the Hall, at the foot of the gently sloping campus,
lay Lake Morora. It was about two miles in length by three-quarters of a
mile wide and was dotted by several tiny islands. It was the most
beautiful body of water the boys had ever beheld, and they fell in