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There are several men on the nine who play ball better than I but don't let me keep you off the nine, Dan." "If you stay off I guess I will," replied Dalzell. "If the nine doesn't need you then it doesn't need me." "But I thought you wanted to play." "Not unless you and I could be the battery, David, little giant.
Freshman laughter rang out merrily at this. But the waltz had ended, and now the prompter was calling for the grand march. "Let's find our places," urged Dan Dalzell. "We're on the side, so we might as well remain right where we are," proposed Dick. "That is, unless the floor manager or some aide comes along and chases us to the rear of the procession."
At about seven o'clock, when the two marksmen had decided their bet, and before the heavy dew of the night was dried upon the bushes, the party slung their packs and set out. Putnam was in the front with his Connecticut men; Dalzell followed with the regulars; and Rogers, with his rangers, brought up the rear of the long and slender line.
"He has been keeping mum about it, but Harry can go out into the country with a transit and run up the field notes for a map about as handily as the next kid in his teens." "I should think you'd like the Army or the Navy, Tom," mused Dalzell aloud. "Nothing doing," Reade retorted. "I want to be one of the big and active men of the world, who do big things. I want to map out the wilderness.
"But Dave, I've never been out of your fights!" "You will be this time, Danny. Don't worry about it, either. In fact, I think that even now they are talking with Treadwell's friends." "You're wrong," murmured Dalzell, looking very solemn. In another moment the seconds had reached Darrin and his chum. "To-night?" asked Dave Quietly. "Time?" "Just after recall." "Good," murmured Darrin.
Now, the sailor boys came to bat for the first half of the eighth, with a din of Navy yells on the air. West Point's men came back with a sturdy assortment of good old Military Academy yells, but the life was gone out. The Army was proud of such men as Durville, Prescott, Holmes, but admitted silently that Darrin and Dalzell appeared to belong to a slightly better class of ball.
"Oh, that's all right, David, little giant," returned Dalzell with an attempt at cheeriness. "You mean well, but a fellow isn't reported deficient unless he's so far behind that the Board has his case settled in advance. From all I can hear it isn't once in a camel's age that a fellow so reported, and ordered before the Board, gets off with anything less than a hard, wet bilge.
What I'm thinking of now is, what am I going to pick up as a career when I go home from here as a failure." If it hadn't been for the pride he felt in still having the uniform on, Dalzell might not have been able to check the tears that tried to flow. "Come on," commanded Dave, leaping up, "we'll run up to the deck above, and see if we can't find Mr. Freeman in."
"Then it must be that malicious mischief is brewing against you in some quarter. Take my advice, mister, and find out what it all means." "Thank you. I most certainly will, sir," replied Dave, his eyes flashing. Dalzell looked up wonderingly as Darrin marched swiftly into their room. "Danny boy, have you heard any talk against me today?" demanded Dave.
There was one ballad an idealization of the incident in Jane's life which had so much impressed Elsie, in which William Dalzell was made more fascinating and more faithless, and Jane much more attached to him than in reality which this correspondent said was good, though the subject was hackneyed, but on all the others the sweeping scythe of censure fell unsparingly.
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