Identifier: atgoodoldsiwash00fitc (find matches)
Title: At good old Siwash
Year: 1911 (1910s)
Authors: Fitch, George, 1877-1915
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Publisher: Boston, Little, Brown, and Company
Contributing Library: Boston Public Library
Digitizing Sponsor: Boston Public Library

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thantwenty miles and bundled us into an old desertedhouse. The leader told us, with a whole lot of un-necessary embroidery, that we were to stay there un-til we pledged to Chi Yi if we rotted in our shoes.Then, of course, I saw through the whole thing. Itwas an Alfalfa Delt gang disguised as Chi Yis:The Alfalfa Delts would send another gang out thenext day, rout the bogus Chi Yis and allow thepoor Freshies to fall on their necks and pledge up.That used to be popular at Muggledorfer. I did the talking and let my knees knock togetherconsiderably. I told them that we d been too badlyshaken up to think, but if they would let us alonethat night we d try to learn to love them by morning.So they put us upstairs and warned us that everywindow was guarded; then we lay down togetherand I began at the first chapter and pumped thosechaps fuU of Eta Bita Pie all night. It was six oclock when they finally pledged.When the gang came up they found us adamant.I^ever! said I. WeU pledge AlfaKa Delt or
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The Greek Double Cross 167 die martyrs to a holy cause! Of course they did ntdare give themselves away. They could nt evenshout for joy. All they could do was to wait forthe rescuing party. I spent the day teaching theboys the songs and the yell in whispers; and aboutthree oclock I got my grand inspiration about thecolors and rigged them out. Then I dug my ownpin out and put on my vest and about four oclockthe rescuing party drove up. Say, you d havelaughed to see that fight! Ham-actors in Richardthe Third would have made it look tame. The ChiYis put up a fist or two, threw a brick and then cutfor the timber; and the noble Alfalfa Delts burst openthe door just as I got the chorus going on that grandold song: Oh, you ve got to be an Eta Bita Pie Or you wont get a scarehead when you die / When they saw us there, with our colors on andfour particularly wicked-looking chair legs in ourhands, they gave one simultaneous gasp — and say,boys, I dont believe in ghosts, but I dont see yet how

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