seniors gathered around;the only freshman present,who was half scared to death,clung as near to me as possible.I withdrew my arm and faced them."If this means hazing,"I said,"I'm not with you.There's not enough men here to haze me,but there's enough to thrash me,and I'd rather be thrashed than hazed."You see,I wanted them to understand exactly how I looked at it,and they wouldn't think I was simply hotheaded and stubborn.I was very cool about it all.They broke in with all sorts of explanations;hazing was the last thing they had thought of.No,indeed,Davis,old fellow,you're mistaken.I told them if that was so,all right,I was going home.I saw several of my friends in the crowd waiting for me,but as I didn't want them to interfere,I said nothing,and they did not recognize me.When among the crowd of sophomores,the poor freshman made a last effort,he pulled me by the coat and begged me to come with him.I said no,I was going home.When I reached the next corner Istopped."I gave you fair warning,keep off.I tell you I'll strike the first man,the first one,that touches me."Then the four who had been appointed to seize me jumped on me,and I only got one good blow in before they had me down in the gutter and were beating me on the face and head.I put my hands across my face,and so did not get any hard blows directly in the face.They slipped back in a moment,and when I was ready I scrambled up pretty wet and muddy,and with my face stinging where they had struck.It had all been done so qui-->>
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