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Updated: June 25, 2025
The day's work at the Naval Academy, at any season of the year, is arranged so that hard mental work is always followed by lively physical exertion, much of it in the open air. Dalzell, returning one afternoon from the library encountered Midshipman Farley, who was looking unaccountably gloomy. "What's the trouble, Farl -dyspepsia?" grinned Dan, linking one arm through his friend's. "Own up!"
"Farl, that is about all we can do and keep our self-respect. For, you understand, we were there, and we knew just about what we were going to look in on before we crossed the threshold of that room." "But we can't lose you from the brigade, Darry," pleaded Farley hoarsely. "Nor can the people of this country spare you from the Navy of the future. Stick up for all your rights.
Now, the only way the class could escape from the consequences of your action was to adjourn without action on Jetson." "It was you, Farl, who moved to adjourn." "Just to save a lot of hot-bloods from jumping on you, Darry. They'd have done it in another minute. The motion to adjourn was the only thing we could do." "But there'll have to be another meeting called right away," Farley went on.
"No help from your quarter, then, Darry," sighed Midshipman Wolgast. "Farl, help me out. Tell me some way in which I can improve my fitness for the post of honor that has been thrust upon me. I assure you I didn't seek it." "Wolgast, my objection to you has nothing personal in it," Farley went on.
Midshipman Wolgast stepped over to Farley, holding out his right hand. "Shake, Farl! I'm glad to find a man of brains on the eleven. I know well enough that I'm not the right captain. But we couldn't make Darry accept the post." Midshipman Wolgast appeared anything but hurt by the direct candor with which he had been treated.
He was a third of the way through an exciting tale when there came a knock on the door -a moment later a head was thrust in. Midshipman Farley's head was thrust inside. "All alone, Darry?" called Mr. Farley. "Yes," Dave answered, laying his novel aside after having thrust an envelope between pages to hold the place. "Come in, Farl."
"Go straight to the com.; tell him that you and Dan had just entered the room to see what was going on, and that you had just made a protest against the hazing." "Nothing doing there, Farl," Dave gently assured his friend. "We were present and we really had no business to be. We wouldn't make ourselves look any more manly by crying when the medicine is held out to us."
"If we're of any use at all," pursued Darrin, "it's only on the flank. Now, where would the Navy be with a captain directing from the right or left flank." "Darry, you funker, you could play center as well as Wolgast does." "Farl, you're letting your prejudices spoil your eyesight." "Oh, I've no prejudice at all against Wolgast," Farley hastened to rejoin.
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