t right had I to class myself with these insignificant
little Jews in the Freshman class? and he didn't want it to break up our
friendship, because he thought the world of me.

And so I showed him the door.

The next day I began to pay for that stroke of arrogance. The classmates
who belonged to that man's fraternity snubbed me on the street.

It didn't matter much, I thought--but in reality, it did. Because these
men, as it happened, had been my closest friends. I was beginning to
worry myself into a maudlin state, and no doubt did attribute hostility
to altogether too many of the undergraduates. But it is hard to choose
and distinguish surely in a land that is generally hostile and strange.
I began to stay more and more within the shelter of my room, working at
my studies and at those activities which had already given me
recognition. I wanted to be plucky about it. I wanted to keep on
smiling--but there were times, I must confess, when I wished that I were
through with college and all its rough-and-tumble boyishness.

I did not care so much myself. There were all these freshmen who were
probably ten times lonelier than I was, ten times more bewildered and
disheartened by the welcome they had had. I tried to visit as many of
them as lived in dormitories. I wanted to talk things over with them, to
help them in some possible way. But it wasn't much of a success--I could
make no progress out of condonement and asking them to wait patiently
until the foolish campaign had dwindled away.

Then, one day, as I crossed the campus to a first recitation, I saw that
the brick walls of the oldest of the dormitories had been adorned with
huge painted letters:

"OUT WITH THE JEWS."

I went into a telephone booth and called up the house of one of the
professors with whom I had become friendly. He was a kindly,
well-meaning man, and an alumnus of the college.

His telephone line was busy when I called it. I heard him talking with
some one. I was about to ring off when suddenly I heard my own name
mentioned.

The professor was an alumnus member of one of the college fraternities.
And this other man--evidently an undergraduate, though I never tried to
identify him--was asking the professor what he thought of offering me an
election to this fraternity.

And I heard the professor sigh in his patient way.

"I like him--I like him very much, mind you," I heard him say, "but--er,
er--I do think it would be disastrous--nothing s