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that he could not see a thing before him. "Let him take the cold water cure," said a voice, and he was forced to move forward. "It's rather deep there," whispered a voice, just loud enough for him to hear. "Not over his waist," whispered another voice. "What! It's twice over his head," was the answer. "I tested the water this afternoon." "Never mind, he's got to take the test anyway." Now Tubbs was by no means a good swimmer, and the idea of being thrown into the water with his hands tied behind him and his head in a sack was frightful in the extreme. "Le--let me go!" he whined. "Let me go, I say!" "Forward with him!" was the heartless reply, and he was pushed on until he suddenly found himself in water up to his ankles. "Stop! stop!" he cried, in a muffled voice. "Stop! I don't want to drown!" "Will you obey your superiors?" "Yes, yes--anything!" "Will you join the Order of Black Skulls?" "Anything, I told you, only don't let me drown!" cried the frightened William Philander. "And will you promise to keep mum about what has happened here to-night?" "Yes, yes!" "Very well, you shall not be allowed to drown. But you must take the plunge." "Oh, dear me! I can't--" "Forward, and be lively about it. We will fish you out with a crab net." "But I--I can't swim with my hands tied behind me!" chattered poor Tubbs. "Yes, you can. Forward now! Ha, fellows, he will not go. Jab him with the pitchfork!" At this a student stepped behind Tubbs and pricked his back with a pin. The fashionable youth let out a yell of terror, and then, certain that he was about to take an awful plunge into some deep part of the lake, made a desperate leap forward. A wild shriek of laughter rang out as Tubbs made the leap. He had jumped across a narrow brook not six inches deep and landed sprawling on the grass beyond. "You are now initiated," said one of the masked cadets, when the laughter had somewhat died away. And at once Tubbs' hands were untied and the bag was taken from his head. "Well, I never!" he murmured, as he gazed in amazement at the brook. "Thought it was the lake front sure!" "As you are now one of us, Tubbs, you must wear these," said a cadet, and furnished the fashionable youth with a mask, cap, and pair of horns. "We have now disposed of number two," said another cadet. "What of number three?" "Number three must--" At that moment a gun-shot rang out on the still
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