"Hold it up! Hold it up!" yelled Dick. "Hold it up, or they'll be
killed!"

He put up his hands to meet the pole, which was coming down across
the front of the campus. Tom did likewise, and so did Frank Holden,
Stanley Brown, and several others, including an extra tall and
powerful senior.

It was a heavy weight, and for the moment the boys under it thought
they would have to let it go. Over came the pole, and when it rested
on the boys' hands the top overbalanced the bottom and struck the
ground, sending the lower end into the air. As this happened Billy
Dean and Charley Atwood were hauled out of harm's way. Then the pole
was dropped to the campus with a thud.

For several seconds all who stood near were too dazed to speak. Then
a cheer arose for those who had held the flagstaff up long enough for
the small youths to be rescued.

"Say, that was a close shave!" exclaimed Sam, He, like a good many
others, was quite pale.

"It was indeed," said a senior who had come up. "The fellows who held
the pole up deserve a good deal of credit."

"Dick Rover suggested it," said Songbird, "Good for you, Dick!" he
added warmly.

The falling of the flagstaff sobered the whole party of students, yet
the freshmen were jubilant over the fact that they had won in the