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"If you're determined to fight," rejoined Hepson, who was the only first classman present, "then we don't want to stop the fight. We'll stay and see it pulled off fairly. But, Dalzell, do you really want to fight?" "I didn't want to," Dan answered. "But, now that Mr. Jetson has started it, it must go on until he's satisfied. Up with your hands, sir, and when you start in, I'll answer you."
"I don't see how they can help finding the three," Farley declared hopefully. "That is," put in another third classman, "if any of the three are still afloat." "Stow all talk of that sort," ordered Farley angrily. Other midshipmen joined in with their protests. When a man is overboard in an angry sea all hands left behind try to be optimists.
The Navy will never have his like again," groaned one fourth classman to another. "Ready to resume play!" called coach. "Navy to start the ball." The play was on again, in earnest, but this time it fell to the right flank of, the Navy team to stop the onward rush of the Rustlers as they charged down with the ball after the Navy's kick-off.
The task, which must be accomplished in a scant two hours, was to lay a pontoon bridge across an indentation of the Hudson River, this indentation being a few hundred feet across, and representing, in theory, an unfordable river. "Mr. Prescott!" Cadet Richard Prescott, now a first classman, and captain of one of the six cadet companies, stepped forward, saluting.
Prescott would conduct himself when in command." Lieutenant Armstrong then related all of the particulars that he had seen of Jordan's conduct. "Then I am very glad that Mr. Prescott reported Mr. Jordan," replied the commandant of cadets. "Mr. Jordan is a first classman and should be above any such conduct. We will confine Mr.
The class would want its president to be one who has been with the class all along, and who knows all its traditions. Now, in experience, you're a first classman, and you've all the First-class traditions. Now, if the class were dissatisfied with me, and wanted a new president, I'm pretty certain the fellows would choose someone who had been in our class from the start. Now with you a turnback "
"Are you trying to pick trouble with me!" demanded Dave, his eyes flashing with spirit. "I repeat that I don't choose to believe your explanation, sir." "Then you pass me the lie?" "As you prefer to consider it," jeered the first classman. "Oh, very good, then, Mr. Treadwell," retorted Dave, eyeing the first classman and sizing him up.
His kick didn't land; he hadn't intended that it should, but Dave's surprised recoil gave the other the chance that he really wanted. Both of Jetson's fists struck on Dave's nose, drawing a flood of the crimson. "You coward! You cur!" gasped amazed Dalzell. "Silence, all!" ordered Hepson, speaking by virtue of being a first classman.
Totten, you will go to your quarters and remain there, until further orders, save only for meal formations." "Very good, sir," replied the fourth classman saluting. "That is all, Mr. Totten." "Very good, sir." Within half an hour, Dave, Dan and Joyce knew that the unknown midshipman had come forward and announced himself, but they did not hear the story of the reason back of Totten's attack.
Briggs was passing the tent in which Anstey lay making up some needed sleep, a snore came out. Briggs halted, glancing swiftly up and down the company street. No upper classman being in sight, Mr. Briggs peeped into the tent. He saw Anstey, asleep and alone. Instantly raising the flap just enough, Mr.
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