CHAPTER XIX.
ABOUT A SET OF TEETH "I am afraid we are in for it!" whispered the young major, as he saw the rush of the Pornell students, each armed with all the snowballs he could carry.
"Shall we run away ?" asked Andy.

"I guess we can run as fast as they can." "Never!" replied Pepper.

"I am going to the Hall and on this road." "So am I!" added Jack.
"Then let us rush 'em ?" suggested Andy.

"We can't stand and fight nine of 'em--we'll be snowed under." "Rush it is," returned the young major.

"Wait till I give the signal." On came the enemy, and soon the snowballs were flying at a lively rate.
It was growing dark, but the aim of the Pornell students was good and the chums were hit several times.