Linski made a fiery address, the townsmen loudly appluading his advocacy of an embargo on munitions and the distribution of everybody's "property," but the Chinaman, accustomed to see students so madly in earnest only when they were burlesquing, took the whole affair to be intended humour, and tittered politely without cessation--except at such times as he thought it proper to appear quite wrung with laughter.

Then he would rock himself, clasp his mouth with both hands and splutter through his fingers.

Linski accused him of being in the pay of "capital." Next day the orator was unable to show himself upon the campus without causing demonstrations; whenever he was seen a file of quickly gathering students marched behind him chanting repeatedly and deafeningly in chorus: "Down with Wall Street! Hoch der Kaiser! Who loves Linski?
Who, who, who?
Hoo Lun! Who loves Linski?
Who, who, who?
Hoo Lun!" Linski was disgusted, resigned from the university, and disappeared.
"Well, here it isn't mid-year Exams yet, and the good ole class of Nineteen-Eighteen's already lost a member," said Fred Mitchell.

"I guess we can bear the break-up!" "I guess so," Ramsey assented.

"That Linski might just as well stayed here, though." "Why ?" "He couldn't do any harm here.