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

bout stripping for the fight. It would be throwing some of your chances away, Dic

lose, don't you, Greg?"

protested Cadet

? Do you remember that our coaches told us to enter every battle on gridiron or diamond with the firm convicti

pirit to take into a

approaching fight anything but a mass of pounded pulp. Mr. Spurlo

y found Cadet Lieutenant Edwards and Mr. Jennison, both of the first class, already on hand. Mr. Devine, of the yearling class, who w

fter Mr. Spurlock an

the same fighting costume, consisting of old gray flannel

e of his years. His chest expansion was splendid. Over his chest and between his shoulders formidable musc

to look like a weakling. His chest was fine, the muscles between his shoulder blades stood up well

of the fight, since, in a cadet fight, none of the officia

tlemen?" inquired M

atch that had served

h. The rounds will last two minutes each, with a minute's rest between. Queensbury rules will be followed as far as the

se, the referee turning to

is arms folded over his c

onfident. He stood with his

alled Mr.

them in an attitude of semi-defense,

, planting it firmly though lightly. His left arm raked outwa

shot out to counter. Then Spurlock drove in, but Prescott got away by nimble dodging. Each man had now turned; the seconds jumped nimbly around,

followed nimble Plebe Prescott around, Dick doi

escaping, though the plebe was kept so busily on the de

jumping-jack!"

on Dick's right lower ribs tha

g the plebe going. Dick, however, dodged less and countered

im

as he and Greg sponged the plebe fighter off quickly and then began to knead his mus

me back at his more powerful opponent. Spurlock began to press his man hard, when, of a sudden, Prescott got in low

leaped in now, to chase and

devoting his attention largely t

ind him. Spurlock, following like lightning, aimed a blow, but i

lebe principals laughed. S

, standing on the defensive until Mr. Spurlock

ust enough to interfere with his nimbleness of pursuit during

his seconds being sponged and kneaded, "don't be so much of a coward! D

Dick coldly. "I'm managi

er. "I'll call you out myself if you hav

your specialty?" dem

a coming fight with Kramer

s has gone far enough. You must stop hectoring that

matter of etiquette, or the code, from the first class man, was as valid as a

indignantly. "You have a right to. This

twork unless the refe

in an un

ould stop it. He's running this fight on the fair-and-square. If I have

?" asked Anstey,

ust to footwork to save myself. Mr. Spurlock

n again?" asked

es," replied Dick, stepping up from the c

he brute?" whispere

swered Plebe Prescott over his shoulder.

rose. "Watch me reduce that b.j. plebe to powder! I

eferee set

ined to trust to his nimble feet. He put up a stand-up front, though se

ling began to

, though he took another bit of punishment

ck began driving his victim

p the best guard he could

pursued without undue haste, driving the plebe, a foot a

ely pressed. Then, with a sudden tensing of his muscles, the yearling