Dick Prescotts's Fourth Year at West Point / Or, Ready to Drop the Gray for Shoulder Straps

was a repetition of what ha

le the silenc

noticed it and understood, in his t

who was the victim? He never guessed Prescott, who was class pre

e of the cadets when they will, in time o

nt on for

showed how keenly he felt the humiliation that had been put upon him. Only in his failure

rescott. Holmes promptly reported this conversation to Dick. Other good friends expressed their sorrow

ereupon understood that they had acted upon their best information and convictions, and he hon

eting was called. Though Cadet Prescott was class president, h

he latter that it was not for h

ille and others made heated addresses in which they declared that

e called upon to resign. It was s

he humiliated class president. The blood of Virginian orator

stey declared that great injustice had been done Cadet

oose Mr. Prescott as our class president? Was it not because we believed, with all our hearts, that in Richard Prescott lay all the best elements of noble, upright and manly cadethood? Do you r

n, lowering his voice somewhat, h

class the silence, and seek to remove

e!" roared a

were c

always been the champion of our class. Mr. President, I move that we lay the motion on the table indefinitely. As soon as that

em now took the floor, pointing out that the class would not have rebuked Pr

e must have been some bitterness in that. That same night Mr. Jordan was caught and reported by Mr. Prescott, who wa

Jordan, or do anything of a s

tee how he happened to be on band at just

ry, a good soldierly, a good manly re

unch friends of Dick could secure was that action on the resignation of the class presid

earing that Anstey's impassioned speech might result in

ng in his direction, and that Prescott's proud spirit would soon lead him

ill of the forenoon. In his absence a mail orderly had be

" he exclaim

er you some,

from New York," con

ust be heade

cott tore the

ed at a worse time," he

ha

ch here this afternoon. Laura says they have learned that there is

facer!" breathed

an't take Laur

have the nerve,

? She would discover, within a few minutes, that I am on strained ter

ughtfully, "why do you ne

that's what the gi

e it's you, or the hop

eing cheered by this v

that I'm in eclipse. That the fellows have vote

ed cadets have got you sized up wrong? Is that all the faith you have in your friends? And, especially, such a friend as Laura Bentley? Was that the way

aven bl

e hop. Instead, we'll sit out on the north porch at the hotel, with Mrs. Bentley nea

, if you could explain it away," laughe

the hop, with any regard for their com

suppos

mrod. There's nothing so bad th

escott found his mind entirely off his work. Nor could he rally his senses to his wor

ed, this detachment of c

s, near headquarters,

girls. How lovely t

ncing eagerly in the direction of their cadets. Dick and Greg had to go ove

e, this time," laughed Lau

reluctantly, that Laura Bentley shot a swift, u

delighted," broke in

n indiscreet in comin

invited any other gi

e y

asy looking, were now eyeing the t

ined," replied Dick lamely. "Greg, you explain, won't you? And you'll

s Dick's had been at noon, as she

way, tried to put it all st

t. "Why couldn't Dick remain and tell us himself? You

ggling for a front plac

t Dick very much in his career in

" replied Greg almost fiercely. "And old ramro

not in the majority,

ad

ng things around to that point. You should have heard t

te Greg could have

aura. "Then has there be

ed, bitin

t's meeting held fo

from the class presid

lm

it?" quivered

N

efeated. Dick is to retain

red," replied Gre

facts about, these keen-witted girls realized that Dick Prescott's plight was about as black as it co