Dick Prescott's First Year at West Point; Or, Two Chums in the Cadet Gray

alling off of interest in hazing. Every second-year man in the corps found

nding in academic work. That some of them would be "found" and dropped from

oung men in all the classes boning up to

mainly that they might acquire the proper West Point habits of study and recitation before going into t

nty-four hours, went on sick report and walked to th

hospital that night for observation and treatment, declaring

hen a member of the cadet guard informed him that he was wanted by the O.C. It was

he decided to turn off the gas during his

climbed the stairs to

old, he saluted, then

made. He was then permit

or the room was in darkness, hardly

was startled to see a dimly def

to Prescott that the intrude

racks, for that matter. Prescott's first swift conclusion wa

claimed the plebe, crossing th

from the cot, wheeled him around and let drive a blow from the shou

plebe!" came a roa

the door, where the light

, that the other was attired not in

inute," begg

light flamed up Dick saw Cadet Corporal Spur

led Mr. Spurlock. "I'l

ure you that I didn't see the uniform. I thought I had discovered a c

was holding a handkerchief to

rew himself up,

But you know, as well as I, sir, t

ave been known to lie, but invariably, after detection, they have been "cut" and

for this, anyway," s

rlo

r," Dick answe

oo, mister, or as soon as

ir, in talking at all, I'll call your attention to that clock. The

nced hastily

mitted. "Then you may wait un

ck walked quickl

aged in the humorous trick of placing some two score explo

e until after taps inspection," grinned Prescott as he swiftly removed the stuff. "It wo

undressed, placing his clothing accor

off his gas, bounded into bed and lay there as the door opened and the

k remarked to the inspector, who hastily clo

s discharged from hospital the following morn

s the chums were back in quarters from breakfast. "The news is

ully, and then told his chum all the deta

ir excuse for a fight," Greg mutte

wouldn't accep

d into by the scrap committee of the yearling class. Now, in view of the fact that you offered explanation and apology, I don't believe t

an upper class man demands from me. Perhaps I could get the scrap committee to turn down Mr. Spurlock's desire-but I don't mean to do anything of the sort. I

teen pounds heavier than you. He has had a year more of West Point gym work than you've

es, Greg, it's certain that I'll have to fight some yearling sooner or later, so I may as well take the dose now. Ever

ounded at

, but the door opened

he yearling clas

Mr. Prescott that he demands a fight

t him-here in barracks, to-night, I hope. Mr. H

r stiffly. "Mr. Holmes, will you step o

He was gone ten minutes. Whe

vision. The fight will take place there at nine to-night.

ld fellow," nodded Dick, as

quivered behind

" muttered Cadet Holmes. "The dear old fellow w

ight carried any twinges for him, it wasn't noticeable in his demeanor. Yet Dick knew that the news

reached their room, Greg was manifestly nervou

ou expect to win?"

ock?" smiled Cadet Prescott,

st eight Mr. Anstey knock

scott, old ramrod?" t

," replied Di

ed an inw

te to see him hammered black and blue i