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

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and had wriggled out by a duck and a plunge forward that carr

such force as to cause a half squar

lock wheeled about, but the

, Dick let fly with all h

ling over the righ

cott, then came forward again. A blow se

upper class men gasped with astonishment,

ct; and had twenty-five sec

ing else, Dick Prescott dropped his

as the dazed man

ennison's voice

o, three

y," advised Kramer, bending

ten!" gasped ou

sign of rising. In fact,

Mr. Prescott," called

Ed

resence of upper class men this plebe had to restrain himself. Anste

. Then summon stretcher-bearers from

ine who sprang to o

poke, ever

ood that you did me th

rling. "Oh, yes; so I did. Wh

," returned the plebe coolly, "I'm ready as

B.j. to the

s to atone for my b.j

a little flas

th Devine, to render any

Edwards, glancing at his watch. "However, if y

that he could whip this crafty plebe. But the issue had been thrown fairly in his teeth. Moreover,

inutes or less, we can have Mr. Spurlock on his way to cadet hospital. Then, if you two mix it up spicily, we can have the affai

actory, sir,"

cott, waiting, as a plebe shoul

purlock below to the waiting stretcher. Immediately after Kramer dropped in on

He was ready in almost record time, presenting, bared, a man of ab

the conditions, then called

bit winded, Mr. Kramer started in at a lively gait, trying to bear

cott's fighting blood within him. Standing up fairly, with little footwork, but displaying much more spee

f closed just as Cadet Jennison

loths in cold water and applied then to Kramer's swelling eye. "Old man, you want to swing one

me. I won't murder the plebe, but I'v

r again Kramer struck out two or thre

" admonished Edward

r clinched, despite the r

a plebe, Mr. Kramer," c

r's blood. Then his left eye went all but shut. At that the yearling spun dizzily. Dick drove

y on the floor, stirring uneasily, yet not

shed Mr. Jennison, then p

rescott, and it isn't nine thi

rubbed him down, kneaded his muscles

said "made him think of the Dismal Swamp," was assisted d

ho had taken any part in the fights were in their beds, and lights out, when the subdivisio

spute within a few days, and Prescott had his third fight on his

yance. Also, according to a tacitly understood rule, none of thes