He could not keep his laughter bottled up, and it burst forth in a gurgle, which he quickly changed to a most distressing cough.
"Wan thing is sure," said Barney; "nivver a cintipade is loikely to get inther our beds, fer we make 'em up ache noight, so we'd see th' craythers if they wur there." "I believe one of them has never been seen in the academy," came seriously from Ned's lips.

"The strict discipline of the institution is too much for them, and they keep away." Barney grinned.
"Thot's all roight, me b'y.

Some doay Oi'll tell yez about th' big shnakes we hiv in Oireland.

Oi hivn't toime to-night." "Und I vill dell you apoud der big Injuns vot dere vos der Rhine on, in Shermany," said Hans.

"Maype you haf heardt uf dose poem enditled 'Big Injun on der Rhine,' ain'd id ?" "Oh, well, that's all right!" said Ned, with a wave of his hand, as if he was not quite pleased.
Then he looked at his watch, and exclaimed: "Great Scott! we've got but one minute left in which to undress and get into bed before taps!" He leaped up and began undressing, and, with exclamations of alarm, the Irish lad and the Dutch boy hustled from the room, losing no time about getting into their own and undressing.
"Did Merriwell fix it ?" asked Ned, of Sammy.
"You bet!" was the reply.