The Free lance. (State College, Pa.) 1887-1904, April 01, 1899, Image 17

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    " Well, in that case you would have to get a little help of
course. Let. me give you a pointer."
Leaning forward, I wrote down the following as he related it.
" As I intimated at first, I was once a poor grind here as you
are now, but it was a long time ago. I occupied this very room
with a chum named Jack Cary. At first the work was very hard
for me, especially German, but I got to using a ' pony ' and then
it went easier."
"At first Jack did not know that I used the ' pony.' He
was very conscientious and I was ashamed to tell him; finally he
saw me use it one day in class."
" That night we went for a walk as usual and as fate would
have it we climbed up the rickety stairs to the cupola of the main
college building to look over the town by moonlight."
" Jack had been rather quiet during our walk, but when I made
some jesting remark about being too conscientious, he flared up
and accused me of cheating in class. One word followed another
and finally he called me a liar. My blood boiled, and without
thinking, I struck him in the face."
" I could never quite recall just what followed. We clinched
and were soon engaged in a fierce struggle at that dizzy height.
He was fast getting the better of me when, rallying all my re
maining strength, I gave him a tremendous fling. We were close
to the edge of the platform and as he fell he slipped beneath the
iron railing. A cry of terror escaped his lips as he fell from that
awful height."
"My heart almost stopped beating. I heard the dull ' thud'
as he struck the ground, below, and, stopping up my ears with my
fingers to keep out that awful cr`y, I hurried down the shaky
stairs. It seemed like a dream till I reached the front of the
building and then the horrible reality forced itself upon my mind."
" Jack was not mangled much, but when I attempted to raise
him every bone in his body seemed to be broken."
" What could Ido ? The body must be hid or I would be ac
cused of murder. A sudden idea entered my mind. The base
ment floor of the college was of soft clay and easily dug, and
would make an excellent hiding place as it was seldom visited.
Picking the body up, I half carried, half dragged it to the west
corner of ,the basement. After a short search I found a pick and
shovel and soon had the body buried. Then I went to my room."
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