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THE BATTALION.
der-graduates tell of his remarkable sixty-yard run and
touchdown, thus saving the game when the college football
team played Kelsey University, and also how his strong arm
pulled the senior class boat to victory after three of the oars
men had fainted and all hope seemed to be lost
Closing the door Sheffield threw his hat on tlie bed, re
newed the fire in the grate, lit his pipe and proceeded to en
joy a comfortable smoke. Although he seemed to be un
doubtedly the most popular man in school, }mt he was not
without enemies, and a recent encounter with one of them
left him in no pleasant frame of mind.
The person in question was a classmate of Sheffield’s-
named Horace Ramsey. Four years before, both had entered
college together and for the first few months were very inti
mate, although many wondered why a bright, cherry fellow
such as Sheffield was, could like Ramsey, who was quite the
contrary in disposition. He was very handsome however,
but possessed a very violent temper, and when you looked
into his eyes they almost seemed to burn you, so intense was
his gaze; they seemed to possess almost magnetic power and
3’ou felt somewhat uneasy when you looked at him. Indeed
it was rumored among the students that he w r as a hypnotist,,
although none had ever seen him exercise his art. One
evening the two were conversing in Ramsey’s room when
Sheffield observed a tall box somewhat resembling a coffin
standing in a corner of the room.
“Why, Ramsey,” he exclaimed, “what in the world have
you in that box?”
“Oh,” replied Ramsey indifferently, “that is a mummy,
my uncle, who is traveling in Egypt, and who, by the way, is
something of an archaeologist, sent me.”
Sheffield was anxious to see the contents of the box, but
Ramsey appearing to be desirous of his not doing so, mut-