"Joe Matson, I can't understand why you don't fairly jump at the chance!" "Because I don't want to go-that's why." "But, man alive! Half the fellows in Riverside would stand on their heads to be in your shoes." "Perhaps, Tom. But, I tell you I don't think I'm cut out for a college man, and I don't want to go," and Joe Matson looked frankly into the face of his chum, Tom Davis, as they strolled down the village street together that early September day.