ber. (-6xe ypjeq) sors0sqo eesBep z ‘jueuIUNI)| OSG sro 600 0 ~<— Aysueg ie 8 ° S ° 2 ge sooses s0]09 osUNW Aq S00 ZZ yeceeed 28 | 2b'22-| 88:0 | sys ' ye ‘oi | 8°05 | 62 zs | p2ze | Bey | bervs | LeEe | SezL force TWO DISTINGUISHED FRIENDS THE ARMY AND aay Su F Miles; G cee . : e Majot Headquarters of the Army, Washington, D. C., April 6, 1897. Howarb, AINSLEE & Co., Publishers of the Army and Navy Weekly, New York City. Gentlemen:—Such a publication as you propose would certainly be of much benefit to the youth of the country. A knowledge of the history of our country which is replete ‘with glorious deeds of brave and patriotic men would serve to inspire them with a love of country and give them examples that they should emulate. The inculcation in the minds and hearts of our youth of love of the flag ought to be in every way encouraged. Let them become strong men physically and mentally that they may serve their country in the hour of need. To that end I wouid en- courage athletic. sports carried on with a manly and magnanimous spirit. Let our boys strive to do all they can to make the name of an American citizen a still prouder title and to be one of the best and most respected. lam, with best wishes for your success, Major Genoral, U. S. Army. INAVY WEEKLY: New York City, April 20, 1897- Howarp, AINSLEE & Co., Publishers of the Army and Navy Weekly, New York City. Gentlemen:—Any publication tending to increase the patriotism of our youth is necessarily a good one. We cannot have too much love of country. Upon that foun- dation is based the very existence of the government. To-day, as in all times, the evidence of patriotism is not only in fighting for one’s country, but in upholding the law of the land. During the revolution the farmer seized his musket and went to the front; the sailor left his ship and took arms in the naval service. In these times our boys enter the government academies with the expecta-' tion that some day they may be called upon to fight for the Republic. The two branches of the service—the Army and Navy—are distinct, but they have a common” cause—the defence of the Union. The commissioned officers of the American Navy are taken from the graduates of the Naval Academy. They enter there as boys fresh from home, are taught rigorously and trained with unsparing discipline for six years, and are then commissioned as en- signs in active service. The Naval Academy is a great institution, and a lad gains there not only an education fit- ting him for the nayal service but for practical business life with the addition of manliness and a sense of obedience. The life is simple, and the location of the school an excel- lent one for the purpose. I wish you success in your new venture. - Army and Navy Weekly A WEEKLY PUBLICATION FOR OUR BOYS. Issued weekly. By subscription, $2.50 per year. Entered as Second-Class Matter at the New York Post Office HOWARD} AINSLEE & CO., 238 Waulliam Street, New York. Copyrighted 1897. Editor, - - - ARTHUR SEWALL. September 4, 1897. NOL NOS. Price, Five Cents. CONTENTS OF THIS NUMBER: ‘The End of the Feud (Complete story), Ensign Clarke Fitch, U. S. N. Mark Mallory’s Danger (Complete story), Lieut. Frederick Garrison, U. S. A From Castaway to King (Illustrated Short Story) C. H. Ozanne A Legacy of Peril (Serial), William Murray Graydon Dean Dunham (Serial) Horatio Alger, Jr. Jack Tar Affoat (Special Article) Lieut. Edward Marshall, U.S. N. Winning With the Wheel (Serial), Victor St. Clair . 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And do you, as a general rule, like present-day scenes better than those of the past? Replies can be made either by letter or postal card. - The prizes will consist of $5.00 for the best answer, $2.00 for the second best, and $1.00 each for the next eight. . The contest will close Septem- ber 30th. Address ‘‘Prize Contest,’? Army AND Navy WeeEkLty, HOWARD, . AINSLEE &.CO., No. 238 William Street, New York City. R, CLIF FARADAY’S GENEROUS REVENGE. Bs Hmesigm Clarke Bitoh, OU. S- Ne CHAPTER 1, PLOTS AND COUNTERPLOTS. The cadet adjutant of the Naval Acad- emy battalion drew himself up with a conscious regard of his own importance, and glanced along the line of cadets as- sembled at mess formation. It was the supper hour and also the time when the names of those reported for misconduct are read. The afternoon sun was just visible above the noble old trees fringing the western edge of the parade. Its warm stunmer rays gilded the decorative facade of the cadet quarters, and fell with glint- ing effect upon the line of buildings along the river front. The stretch of luxuriant grass covering the campus seemed one vast carpet of green, figured here and there with well- kept beds of flowers. Scattered about ata respectful distance were groups of visitors from the town, watching with evident in- terest the ceremony of mess formation. The cadets were no less interested, espe- cially in the paper held by the miltary looking adjutant. ‘‘T wonder if I am on it ?’’ was the men- tal query of more than one in that silent tow of well set up lads. Some looked guilty, but the majority faced the young officer with every assumption of inno- cence. Aniong the latter was a handsome, ath- ‘letic cadet, with a frank, open face and crisp curly brown hair. He stood on the extreme left among the members of the new fourth class, known in naval lan- guage as ‘‘plebes’’ .or ‘‘functions.”’ He was paying little attention to the monotonous drawl of the adjutant as he read off the names and offences until sud- denly the cadet officer called out with what seemed added emphasis: “Cadet Clifford Faraday; new fourth class; leaving the Santee at night without permission. Reported by Night Watch- man Burke.”’ The curly- headed youth _ started, glanced in amazement at the speaker, then he settled back in ranks with an imn- -perturbable face. A slight hum as of as- tonishment came from those nearest him, but the sound was checked by a stern word from the adjutant. ' A few minutes later the battalion was marched-into the dining room. When the cadets took their seats and all formal re- straint was removed questions flew thick and fast. At the table occupied by the curly- headed lad but little attention was paid to the supper. ‘“‘It’s a new move on the a of thee third class,’? exclaimed Grat Wallace, excitedly. ““Tt’s a measly, cowardly Hick, »» added a tall plebe named Togeles, bringing his. -- hand down upon the table. © ‘“They couldn’t do you up any ethics - way, Clif,’ cried a slight cadet, who an- swered to the feminate name _ of ‘Nanny. ’” : The handsome, curly-haired youth aie : occupied a seat near the head, simply smiled and continued to eat his supper, ‘I tell you, it’s a crying Shame? said = Grat Wallace, unconsciously raising his - voice. ‘‘When a whole class tries to down a plebe by underhand——”’ Ae ‘‘Silence! Mr. Walace, that will do.”’ _ The cadet captain of the gun’s crew — (cadets at Annapolis are divided into — s “Santee last night. _‘Crimson Spot? and you simply obeyed ARMY AND NAVY WEEKLY. » crews in all formations including mess) » glanced sternly at the. offending plebe and repeated his warning. ‘‘He’s in sympathy with the uppers,’ muttered Grat, but he made no ae to resent the admonition. : The meal proceeded in silence for a moment then Nanny leaned over and whispered to Clif Faraday in an eager tone: “Are you going to let them get the best of you, Clif? 7 explanation to the old man 2”? Clif idly crumbled a piece of bread’and slowly shook his head. Toggles, who had overheard Nanny’s question, said in a low but emphatic voice: ‘‘Do you mean to say that you will keep silent and let them punish you? _ - Why, it will mean a whole lot of demerits 1 and areprimand from the commandant. - It wasn’t your fault that you left the You received the io ‘Ves, that’s true,’’ replied Clif lan- ewidly. ‘‘But what’s the use of kicking? Let them have their little fun. [have had mine, and a whole bushelful of it. I guess I’1l take my dose, but I would like to know if the whole class put this up ot whether it was only Kelley ?”’ ‘*It’s Kelley right enough.” ‘*And he was ‘backed -by the class, ” put in Nanny. ‘‘How do you know?’’ suddenly asked a lad with a sullen, dissipated face anda ‘continual scowl. ‘‘ You seem to be cock- shure of everything, Nanny Gote.”’ “Well, what is it to you, Judson Greene?’ spiritedly replied the small cadet.. “*“ Suppose yon mind your own business for a change.’ ‘711 mind yours,’’ was the threatening feply. The cadet captain at the head of the - table rapped warningly. “Tf that quarreling doesn’t stop Ill give you a chance to continue it before the commandant,’’ he said crisply. ‘Vou are a confounded sneak and a traitor,’? whispered Toggles, hotly. ‘“‘If the truth was known I guess your finger would be found in this business also.’? Before Judson Greene could retort sup- per was atanend. ‘The new fourth class Won’t you make an- 531 formed a line and were niece back tu their quarters on board the Santee. Once on the berth deck the absorbing topic was resumed. Clif, surrounded by his friends, Look 4 a seat in one of the open gun-ports. Jud- son, scowling and angry, walked up and down -with two companions, Chris Spendly and a dark-featured lad named Conyers. ‘What did you take that fling for, Juddy?” asked Spendly, with a drawl. “Vou can lick the tar out of that slim, spider-legged fool, Toggles. He insulted you tight and left. Why don? t you give him a threshing ?”’ ‘‘That’s what I say,’? spoke up Con- yers. ‘‘He’s altogether too ‘gally.’ It’s bad enough-to have Faraday running us without the others trying it.”” ‘Raraday won’t be in it very long,’’ was Greene’s sullen reply. Spendly and Conyers glances. ‘What do you mean by that ?’’ drawled the former. ‘‘Anything on??? But Greene continued to pace up and down without replying. ‘‘Why don’t you let us in, Juddy?’’ asked Conyers, insinuatingly. ‘*We hate that cad as much as you do. If there isa scheme afoot we’d like to knowit. Tell us, that’s a good fellow.”’ Greene glanced over to where Clif was telling a funny story to his chums, then he replied: “T don’t mind telling you something if you’ll prémise to keep it qiiet.”? ‘CWhat are we, squealers?’’ said Con- yers, reproachfully. ‘Oh, I don’t know. You are not so tight. You can be pumped. But, say, we’ve got the dead wood on Faraday this time. Come up to the wash-room; it’s too public here.’ The trio passed on into the triangular apartment partitioned off the berth -deck and took seats upon a chest near a port. They failed to see a rather youthful cadet who was industriously plaiting a lanyard in one corner of the room. He looked up as Greene and his com- panions entered, and started to walk to the door, but catching a name dropped by Spendly he stepped and hastily slipped behind a hawser reel. exchanged ey | The t naine mentioned be Soe was. - “Baraday.’? ‘Tf you can manage to get him out . the Academy it'll be a good job for all hands,’’ he added. ‘‘He’s too fresh to live here. The upper classes are down on him toa man and——” ‘That isn’t so, more’s the pity,”’ terrupted Conyers. ‘‘He’s got some of the third class sore on him, but I heard an officer say this morning that he had the makings of a smart cadet in him. He also said that Faraday would give the’ hazing class their money’s worth every time. “Yes, and several of the fellows who graduate to-morrow said they would like to have Faraday as a vee because of. his nerve. ‘Well, they won’t have that pleas- ure,’? vindictively muttered Judson. ‘‘He’ll be out of it before many days. He - made a mistake when he got Kelley down on him. That fellow won’t stop at any- thing. He’s thoroughly unscrupulous. Now just keep this to yourselves, will you? Kelley and several others of the third class intend to fix Faraday so he ‘won't have a leg to stand on.”’ Leaning over he whispered several sen- tences to Conyers and Spendly. The faces of both revealed amazement and a tinge of fear. ‘““He doesn’t mean to fire it??? queried the latter, incredulously. ‘ure thing. e ‘‘By Gum! that’s going pretty far,” ejaculated Conyers, shaking his head. “If you fellows are caught it’ll mean more than dismissal.’ “‘Oh, Kelley will do the trick; 1t won’t be any of my funeral,’’ replied Judson with aneunpleasant laugh. ‘‘All I’ve got to do is a work the other end. It’s a sure winner.” , ee cadets strolled into the room at that moment and the conversation ceased. The youthful eavesdropper behind the reel came out and made his way to the berth- deck unnoticed. Several minutes later he was engaged in close conversation with Clif Faarday. CHAPTER HE. CLIF’S RESOLUTION. The events that led up to the scene just described were somewhat peculiar. ARMY AND. NAVY WEEKLY. ~ Class feeling runs, hick at the Ann to a degree, and the attention paid to un- ‘not pass a superior without saluting. He anetry dance to their unbounded discom-_ _noised about the Academy that the sup- Naval Academy. The cadets are cl written rules of etiquette is almost beyoud : belief. : Hazing is left to the third class, but ue : two upper classes take an active interest in it. Newly-admitted cadets are known _ as ‘‘plebes’’ or ‘‘functions”? and are given _ to understand from the moment of their entrance that they are there onky at the will of their elders. “ Not an opportunity is let slip. to a, . press upon the mind of a plebe that he is a miserable worm of the earth. He can- must touch his cap when he addresses an older cadet. He cannot walk along cer- — tain paths. He must not use the benches. on the parade. Heis under no circum- stances permitted to have a girl or speak ©_ with one in public. And if he disobeys any of these strin- gent rules he is promptly shown-the error of his ways andduly punished. Tradition states that some plebes have been known to object to these laws, but not in recent years. . So when it came to pass that ou Oe Clifford Faraday, a very mild mannered | lad from Hartford, suddenly kicked over — the traces and led the hazing class a fiture, the whole Academy was disturbed. This Faraday drew about him several - congenial spirits as daring as himself and _ boldly defied the entire school. When, _ after much pressure, he finally permitted — the third class to take him and hisclass { to a schooner out. in the river one night, he suddenly turned the tables and locked the hazers in the cabin. They reached shore barely in time to escape detection. Then it was decided to court-martial him. The ‘‘crimson spot’’ was delivered and he was notified to attend the court at midnight in the boathouse. The “‘crim-~ son spot?” is a piece of paper with a red spot upon it and certain letters denoting the hour and place where the tecipient, iss supposed to go for trial.. 2 Clif went. He listened to the charges, = then he brought into use a supposed re- — volver and cleared the room without cere-~ ‘mony. The next morning it became ARMY AND NAVY WEEKLY. _ posed revolver was made of glass, that in fact it wasa pistol-shaped bottle, and morpty at puat. 3” ae result can be imagined. here disbelief, conviction and much Cer then came a grim determination on the part of the three upper classes that the ‘‘gally’’ plebe must be convinced of the error of his ways. To make matters worse the official visiting board, who were paying their an- nual visit to the Academy, heard of the affair and they applauded Chit’s spirit to ainan. Asa last straw it was also rum- ored that the Secretary of the Navy, who was coming down from Washington to be present at the commencement exercises, had mentioned Clif’s name and the cir- . cumstances to a select circle of friends at a private dinner. ‘(The disgrace must be wiped out, no matter what happens,’”® Cadet Kelley, leader of the hazing faction had said ata hurried meeting of “the third class. ‘It is outrageous. Why, we are ine laughing stock of the whole country.’ He spoke savagely, and ae a vindic- tiveness apparent to his listeners. They knew that his wrath against Faraday was not caused entirely by class feeling. He had a private grudge. On a certain oc- easion Clif had humiliated him before his companions and friends. “It’s all very well to talk, ’ spoke up another cadet, ‘‘but what can we do? He has got the best of us every time. We had to beg the fellow to let us haze his class, then he hazed us. We've tried _everything honorable.’ ‘There are other ways,’’ muttered Kelley, ‘‘and we’ll try them.’’ He did not speak aloud, because he knew in his heart that his companions would not countenance anything under- hand. He was assured of assistance in any plan, however. He felt that he could secure the aid of three members of the plebe class, Judson Greene, Chris Spend- ly and Allen Conyers. : He formulated his scheme, and it was a black-hearted one, too. He saw Judson and laid the wires. Then he went about his studies with a grim smile of anticipa- _ tory triumph upon his lips. But things do not alwavs turn out as one would have them. In roguery there’s conversation in the wash-room many aslip. Judson Gréene’s aia habits had placed Clif in possession of a bit of valuable information. The youth- ful cadet who had overheard a part of the Ghauced. = named s to be a particular friend of So Walters. He lost no time in placing that lad on his guard. Then Clif laid his wires also. That night, before tattoo he ascertained through a friend in the third class that Burke was a man not particularly liked=. by the cadets. It was rumored that he drank and was not over scrupulous. ““Jn fact,’? said Archie Bland, the — third class cadet, ‘‘he’s open to bribery and-he has been bribed in this case. You have an enemy in the class and he is try- ing totuin you by every means in his Ee power.” “Oh, Kelley is not a bad. sort,” drawled Clif, carelessly. ‘“‘He’s got a temper and he’s been brought up the wrong way, but I guess we'll become friends before we are “through with each other" ‘‘Perhaps—if he doesn’t have you fired from the Academy.”’ Clif’s air of indifference vanished as if by magic, and in its stead came a pecu- liar smile which seemed as implacable as iron. It was resolute, cold, and utterly devoid of mirth. ‘CArchie,’’ he said slowly, ‘‘am I a™ boaster ?”’ ‘*T rather guess not.” “Well, Pll tell you now that before this day week: when we sail on the sum- mier cruise, Kelley will be either one of my best friends or he’ll be only a tradition in this Academy.”’ Archie Bland glanced at his friend, then he slowly shook his head. ‘‘Vou’ve triumphed so far, old fellow,’ he replied, ‘‘but I’m afraid you can ted itup long. Iwouldn’t have you get ee trouble here for the world. Give it up and make friends with the third class. Do it to oblige me, won’t you?”’ Clif placed one hand affectionately about his friend’s shoulders. He liked — Archie exceedingly. He had first made his acquaintance under very peculiar cir- cumstances, and the two were chums from the beginning. 5a But the strict class eti- — cee “eee er them: ee since Clif’s admission. (7d do anything for you, chum,” re- the will of the upper classes.’ ‘“*Now??? asked Archie eagerly. He caught Cliff’s sleeve and started to _ drag him toward cadet quarters, but his companion held back. ‘‘Not now,’’ was the firm reply. “‘Not now. 1 ieee a little score to wipe from _- the slate first. To-morrow Ill eat the ~ * fatted calf.” Archie knew his friend well enough to not insist. They separated, and Clif re- turned on board the Santee. He was im- mediately tackled by Toggles, Wallace ~ and Nanity. be ‘“What about to-morrow ?”’ latter. the commandant? We have been talking if over and we concluded that we’ll all go to the office in a body and say——”’”_- - “’That you want to share the demerits with me?” laughed wes ' . Well do that, too,’ sturdily replied | the litéle lad. “But what I was going to x say——”? ‘“There’s first call for tattoo,’’ inter- tupted Clif. = i teportee spoke up Togeles. ‘"It will be too late tomorrow, you know.’ “Ves, I have decided: ”” drawled Clif, buttoning his blouse. ‘Pll take the de- fiers, if} kick DJl miss.a: ¢hance to have some fun, and fun is what I’m after, you know.’ CHAPTHR: ILE THE FORGED NOTE. +. Clif’s interview with the commandant the following morning was brief and to the point. Together with various other culprits he waited in an ante room until the commandant had assumed his judicial frown. When his name was called he marched in and stood at: attention. **Mr. Paraday,’’ said the grave-faced occ at the desk, eying him keenly, “‘vou are reported by Watchman Burke with having been seen in the grounds after midnight. What have yout to say about this serious charge?’’ = ARMY AND NAVY WEEKLY. plied Clif, ‘‘and if you insist I'll bow to asked the ‘‘What are you going to say to= ‘*But have you decided about Burke’s “IT do not deny it, plied Clif. “Hum! you do not deny it, eh? Didn't. you know it was against the ‘rules ? ce cs, Si ‘Then you deliberately disoberca them. Bad, bad, very bad. you doing off the santee ‘at that hour?”’ os was the one question dreaded by Clif he had puzzled His brain to find some plausable answer, but without avail. He would not lie, nor would he inforin on the hazers who had summoned him to ee boat-house that night. suddenly, as he hesitated and ae a: look indifferent, a thought came to him. — He remembered having been told by Archie in a general conversation that Burke, the watchman, had been away on ~ leave during the two weeks previous to ne night on which he had Be Clif ie an instant Clif’s plan was Fegeed : He was assured that he could ‘‘sidetrack”? © the commandants embarrassing question. Ignoring that ny he asked respect fully: ‘‘May Teall your attention to a very -peculiar circumstance, sir??? The officer nodded rather impatiently. ‘“The watchman reports having seen me in the grounds after midnight, - sir. The log on the Santee says that it was an overcast night. JI also understand that Burke has been away for two weeks. Now, don’t you think itrather queer that he would recognize me ona dark night, especially°when he had not seen me be- fore? I haven’t been in the Academy two weeks, you know.’ The ence looked surprised. He: leaned back i in his chair and eyed Clif = steadily for a moment, then he nodded: ‘“That is well put, Mr. said. ‘‘It is well put indeed. 1 will hold the report for further investigation. But ” —stay, why should Hugke male a false FepOrt? “That Ido not know, sir.”? ‘¢Well, I will attend to it later. That will do. woe ae ‘ Clif promptly retired. His face wore a_ satisfied smile as he crossed the parade to the Santee’s wharf. Five minutes later he was engaged 3 in conversation with Wal- sir,” quietly Te- = What were . He knew it would be asked, and ~ Faraday,’’ he | SS oe ——— a a Bh ee Teen ea Ae of ( said in a guarded tone. Sees Secy Ceci Neg mer ARMY AND NAVY. WEEKLY. | 535 | ters, the youthful cadet who had over- heard the talk between Judson Greene and his cronies. ‘‘Well, nothing has happened yet,’’ he ‘itis now thir- teen hours since you heard those fellows plotting and I’m still in the Academy. Are you sure Judson said Kelley would hx me?) : “Sure? Well, I should say so,’’ replied Walters emphatically. ‘‘And che men- tioned something about ‘fire,’ because Spendly asked him if Kelley meant to teat.” ' ‘What can they be up to?’’? murmured Clit thoughtfully. ‘“‘lt can’t be some- thing to do with a gun. They would never go to that length.’”’ “Don’t be too sure of that, Clif. _ Kel- ley is liable to do anything. I would keep my eyes open and watch-for squalls. Here comes Trolley.~He’s evidently look- ing for you.’? A squat, swarthy-faced lad of about eighteen years of age came toward them from the wash-room. It required only one _ glance at his straight black hair and dark peculiar features to proclaim his nation- ality. He was a Japanese. At the request of the Japanese govern- ment one of their naval cadets had been admitted to the Annapolis Academy. His name, Motohiko Asaki, was quickly con- verted into ‘‘Motor’’ and then to ‘‘Trol- ley’’ by the fun-loving cadets. To give him credit ht was perfectly satisfied with the new name and answered to it with placid good nature. His knowledge of English was not the best, and the slang words and phrases in use were absolute mysteries to him. As can be imagined he was a prolific source of fun to the Academy. “(T bee you the pardon, Mr. Faraday,”’ : he said, smilingly, as he approached, ‘but would you me do the greatest of courtesies by giving me the pleasure of borrowing your estimable booklet on the rules and regulations of this much to be praised Academy ??’ (Or words to that effect,’ stiuned Walters, under his breath. “Tt would me give the>greatest of joy - to you the booklet lend, Mr. Motohiko Asaki,’’ replied Clif, politely. He reached into the pocket of his blouse and produced a small book of rules. As he withdrew it a piece of folded paper fluttered to the ground. Walters picked it up. ee ‘“Here’s something you dropped,’’ he said. Clif slowly opened the folds and _ glanced at several lines of writing. He gave a whistle of surprise, then he winked significantly at Walters. “THs here at last,’? he muttered. ‘‘Go over to that port and I’ll join you as soon _ as I can shunt Trolley off in another di- rection.”’ A moment later he was reading to Wal- — ters the contents of the paper. They were as follows: fam ‘(Will be in the physical laboratory at five o’clock. I am going thete with auntie, and would like to see you very much. Please do not disappoint me. (acs + Pegs??? echoed Walters, after Clif had ceased teading. ‘‘Why, it must be Tess Herndon, the pretty girl you saved from drowning.”’ ; ‘Tess is the girl, my dear boy,’ te- plied Clif, drily, ‘‘but she did not write this letter. It’s a very poor fraud and it doesn’t reflect much credit on Kelley. In| the first place Miss Herndon and [| are not sufficiently acquainted to warrant her using her first name. And in the second place she is too modest a girl to makea date like that.”’ ; ‘Then you think it isa scheme to get you into the physical laboratory ??’ ‘Exactly. It was slipped into my pocket by seme one on the Santee.” ‘‘Are you going ?’’ Clif laughed. “Well, did you ever hear of a duck — swimming? Will Ibe there at the ap- ~ pointed hour? I guess yes.”’ ———— ns CHAPTER IV. THE FIRE IN THE PHYSICAL LABORA- TORY. The battalion drill heldthat afternoon’ - was an important ceremony. ‘The official. board of visitors and the Secretary of the — Navy with numerous friends were spec- -tators. The wide expanse of grouird was = officers. Sean: _ thronged with townspeople and_ visitors from surrounding cities. The walks pre- sented animated pictures with their _ groups of pretty girls and gaily uniformed The graduating class and the other ca- dets were present in force. As the bat- talion marched and countermarched to the inspiriting tunes from the Academy band the extensive parade ground ex- hibited a spectacle long to be remem- bered. The new fourth class were simply spec- tators. The plebes had gathered in an ad- vantageous spot and they watched the martial scene with eager interest. Trolley was surrounded with cadets intent on ex- plaining the various manoeuvres and inci- “onying.?? | ‘“This is. what you call one of the most proudest moments of my existence,”’ said Trolley, smiling placidly. ‘‘It is the topmost culmination of my to be military career. See the flash of the guns and the quick step of the cadets as they march to the always to be treasured music of the delighted band. It is war.”? ‘Yes, Trolley,’’ sighed a plebe from : Nebraska named Joy, ‘‘it is like war. . What a dreadful sight it is to see lads who should be selling groceries or cob- bling shoes training to fight their fellow men. If I had my way that battalion would not be marching about here.’ “I see you the peace like,’ replied the Japanese youth. ‘‘It is strange idea fora naval cadet. Pray what would you have the battalion doing now???’ _ “Out scrapping somewhere. I'd have them fighting like blazes, licking any old nation. Guns, bayonets, murder, blood. Whoop!’ The Jap started back in surprise, but the other cadets laughed. ‘They under- stood Joy’s queer character. He was al- ways advocating peace, and ready to fight at the slightest provocation. ‘Well, if it came to the point the American naval cadets could fight like blazes,” spoke up Nanny, proudly. “ His- tory tells—what in the deuce is up?”? Nanny never finished the sentence. Suddenly in the midst of the music and the tramping of the battalion came a hoarse cry of fire. It was caught up and dentally to derive a little fun from mild repeated by a score of throats, then be _ o yond the row of officers’ quarters’ flanking: = 327 the superintendent’s residence, could be seen a wavering column of smoke, — The alarm bell of the Academy sent _ forth a brazen note of warning, a series of quick commands came from the officers in authority, then with a rush the dis- banded battalion raced from the parade a 5 toward the main campus. Quickly the — word came: “It’s the physical laboratory and it’s aflame from cellar to roof!?? “The physical laboratory??? gasped Walters, turning a frightened glance to- ward Toggles, his nearest neighbor. ‘‘Heavens and earth, that’s where Clif: Faraday went!?? “Clif went there ?’’ echoed Toggles. ves. He pot.a uote. Ws a ioe against hiny Kelley’s in it.” Toggles’ white teeth closed with a snap. Darting over to where Grat Wal-. lace and Joy were speeding along, he- called out: eee ‘It’s a put-up job, fellows. It’s an- other attempt of the: hazing clique to down Faraday. Comeon. 3 , The word quickly spread through the © plebe class, but it was kept from out- siders. Clif’s popularity and his triumphs over the third class had won him many ~ friends. Even Trolley, who had found the feud an unfathomable mystery, was ready to do battle for the leader of the plebes. . : When the crowd reached the campus they found tae building used as a physi- cal laboratory almost enveloped in smoke: There were no flames, but doors and win- dows fairly poured forth volumes of a thick stifling vapor which seemed oily and black. It was not many seconds before the ca- dets, who are admirably trained to fight fire, were at work. The Academy engine was brought into use, and word sent to the Annapolis fire department. ‘Toggles and his chums had not yet been assigned to stations, but they pitched in with a will, nevertheless. s The lanky cadet led a detachment con- sisting of Joy, Walters, Nanny, Grat and Trolley up to the rear door of the building. An officer saw them and ordered them away. : oe ARMY AND NAVY WEEKLY. They withdrew a short distance, then watching their chances, slipped back to the door again. ‘Toggles and ‘Trolley made a rush and succeeded in forcing it Open. As they prepated to enter, ‘the former cried: ‘We'll try to get Clif out of it without giving an alarm. He hadn’t any busi- ness in there, vou know, and he’ll get: another dose of demerits if it is found Out.” ALL right, Q plied the Jap, placidly. 1 20. to the aid of the much to be ad- mired Clif with profound pleasure.’? Grat, Nanny and Walters had madea rush for one of the windows, but the smoke sent them in retreat gasping for breath. As yet the attempt of the Acad- emy fire department had been entirely directed to the front and sides of the building, but suddenly hurrying footsteps were heard approaching the rear. ‘We've got to hustle if we get him out before the mob reaches this end? Seeped -logeles. . “Whew! bit: ‘that -smoke is stifling. How in the deuce will we work it. I think—hello! he’s in.”? Ttolley had quickly jerked his coat from his back and, winding it about his face, vanished into the black volume of smoke Toggles was not to be outdone. Following the Jap’s example he pushed his way past the door and also gee: peared in the interior. Once inside the Japanese youth was conipelled to move blindly. He was un- familiar with the arrangement of the building, and could not use his eyes be- cause of the dense fumes and vapor. He had not proceeded many feet before he ‘stumbled over some obstruction and fell headlong to the floor. The coat fell from about his face and he crawled gasping and almost blinded in what he considered the direction of the front door. groan behind him, and Toggles plunged across his shoulders. ‘The two struggled helplessly for a moment, then the tall ca- det gasped: ‘“We—we can’t do as Trolley. Come; let’s get out the other way. - Poor CHE, if he’s in here he’ Ss pone up.) The Jap did not reply. He was chok- ing for breath and vainly trying to see through the stifling smoke. He felt his Suddenly he heard a deep’ eer arm seized and together with Toggles he crawled over the hard floor. A moment later they heard a crash and a draught of cool air brushed aside the © curtain of vapor. Then, with muttered prayers of thankfulness they staggered into the blessed sunlight. Their appearance was greeted witha cheer and willing hands assisted them to a place of safety. Suddenly loud cries of. amazement came from the assembled ca- dets. : Toggles limped to his feet and glanced back at the building. His eyes fell upon the figure of an athletic youth in-the act of staggering from the doorway with an- other cadet upon his shoulders, ‘‘Great Ginger!’ cried a shrill voice near by, “‘it’s Clif Faraday, and he jis carrying Kelley !’? a ems CHAPTER V. THE END OF IT ALL, ‘Tl knew this business wouldn’t end in anything good,’’ sighed Joy that evening after supper. ‘‘Here Clif and that chuinp Kelley are in the hospital and goodness knows when they will get out It all comes from quarreling. Why can’t the plebes and the third class live in péace. There’s nothing like a nice, peaceful life. Faraday had a chance to set a good ex- ample and he lost it. He saved Kelley’s life at the risk of his own when he should have beaten his blamed head off with an axe. It’s sad, blooming sad.’’ “He very. brave boy, that Haraday. placidly replied Trolley, who was nursing a bruised face received in the physical laboratory building. ‘‘He not only brave but he what you call magnanimous. Kel- ley, he try to set house on fire and put blame on Faraday, and then the always to be praised Faraday turn round and save him from smoke. In my country the Mikado make him a nobleman for that.’’ — ‘“We are all noblemen in America,’’ said Toggles. ‘‘But as for Clif, he’s a peach.’? ‘*A peach ?’’ echoed ‘Trolley, ‘a thousht that a frait. “Well, Clif isa whole basket of ripe selected peacherines, He's fisht. 1n, if, puzzled. (eo. and there are no ae in his nee bes. Hood. ” a : é “No, he’s a lulu from ‘Luluville,”’ chimed in Grat Wallace. _ Trolley made a note of the remarks for a future letter to his friends in Japan. » ‘Here comes. Walters,’’ exclaimed Nanny. ‘‘He has been to the hospital, and he is full of news from the way he is scooting.’ “Hurray, fellows!”’. eried Walters, running up and swinging his cap. ‘“Whoop! Hurray!” os ‘“What’s the matter, kid?” queried Toggles. ‘‘Licked a senor ?’’ ‘Clif is out, and he’s coming here,’’ replied the excited lad. ‘‘He wouldn’t stay in the hospital. Told the doctor he wasn’t hurt, and he wanted to return to Palle Santee. | Here he cowies now.) A rush was made for the ladder leading from the upper deck. Down it came, limping slightly, the familiar figure of Clif Faraday. Hesmiled on seeing the eager boys. One of his arms was band- aged and his head was: tied in oiled silk, but he seemed perfectly sound otherwise. ‘*Glad to see you back,’’ chorused the plebes. “Tt gives me great pleasure to call you one lulu,’’ exclaimed Trolley, extending _ his hand. “Vou are also a—er—what you _ callanapple. I very glad to welcome 2 VOU. . ©“ Thanks,-Trolley, and you, fellows,’’ Jaughed Clif. ‘‘But why this demonstra- tion? Anything happened ?”’ ‘‘Oh, nothing at all,’’ grinned Toggles. ‘“We were just welcoming a conquering - hero, that’s all.. But say, Clif, tell us all about it. Weare dying to hear the par- ticulars. Why did you go to the physical laboratory, and what was Kelley doing there?) “Vou will hace to.excuse ine, chums,”’ replied Clif, ‘gravely. That's a subject i. dou’t care to talk about.”’ He walked forward and disappeared in the wash-room. The boys eyed each other in disappointment. Suddenly Walters struck an attitude and exclaimed: ‘‘Well, that’s just like him. want to talk about himself or his actions. He’s trying to-shield that scamp Kelley, it quiet, either. He don’t too. I know all about it and I won’t keep © Se AND NAVY WEEKLY. don, asking him to meet her in. the lab- oratory. ‘“That’s his way,’? murmured Sloe ‘‘Always looking for trouble. Why didn’t he act peaceful and kick the — stuffing out of the whole third class?’ ‘“When he reached the laboratory,” « continued Walters, ‘‘he went in and found the first floor empty. He chase about from room to room, then he went ~ upstairs. As he reached the second floor he heard a door slam at the end of the hall where the chemicals are stored. There came a big puff of thick smoke and a slight explosion. The next Kelley came staggering out with his clothes on fire. Clif stripped off his ‘blouse and threw © it around Kelley, then he started down the stairs with him. ‘‘He hadn’t gone far when he tripped — and fell, hurting’ his head and almost breaking his leg. Kelley was also shook up by the fall, and he begged Clif to save him. Now, fellows, here comes the most important partofit. You must keep this to yourselves.’ Walters glanced around cautiously, then he proceeded with lowered voice: ‘*Kelley confessed to Clif that he wrote the note with the intention of ruining him in the Academy. He.said his plan was to get Clif inside, then to set fire to a lot of stuff in the chemical. room, and fix matters so that Clif would be the only one in a5 place when the fire was dis-_ covered.’ — ‘The miserable scoundrel,’’ muttered, joy. ‘'Ydlike to knock. three kings a: stuffing out of him.’’ ‘*And what do you think,’ continued Walters, excitedly.” ““Kelley had potten hold of a-handkerchief with Clif’s name on it, and he intended to drop it in the store-room. Did vou ever hear of such a miserable trick? Well, he told Clif all about it and then begged him to get him from the building. Clif, injured as he. was, carried Kelley out.”’ “He one brave fellow,’’ exclaimed Trolley, losing his placidity for a mo-— “ment. ‘He peacherine and what you call - a buly boy with eye-glass. ”’ a J told you iow clit bet Q 2 a note supposed to be from ‘Tess Hera- 57 He knew it was-a trick, but he — J went all the same. ’”’ a The Jap’ s eee at American slang Ws ARMY AND NAVY WEEKLY. passed unnoticed. Walters’ story had aroused universal interest. condemned in no uncertain tones, and he would have fared illif the plebes could have met him at that moment. The whole group went:in search of Clif and, despite his vigorous protestations, bore him in triumph about the decks of the old Sautee. There were three plebes who did not join the procession. Judson Greene, Con- yers and Spendly again saw the failure of the plans to ruin Clif Faraday, and their hearts were bitter indeed. The following day Clif was called be- fore the superintendent of the Academy and the commandant of cadets and ques- tioned thoroughly about the fire. What he said was never known to the Academy at large, but it quickly became rumored tha a had tried his utmost to shield Kelley The latter left the hospital that after- noon and two days later he was allowed to resign. His departure was not re- eretted as he had never been popular, even among his own classmates, Kelley was Trolley, greatly puzzled. ‘‘And so endeth another attempt “to a Clif from the Academy,’’ chuckled Toggles. ‘I tell you, fellows, he’s a hard man to down. to them < ‘“Don’t doa thing to them?’ echoed” ‘*T thought he This funny He don’t do a thing, do plenty to his enemies. language, it kill me yet.” *‘Oh, you are not in it yet, Trolley,” laughed Grat Wallace. ‘“‘Just wait until next week. We are going on a suminer cruise, you know, and you'll be a post eraduate i in more than one language be- fore we return.’ i here's ceeded 3 sighed Joy. ‘’That means peace after a hard day’s work. Come, fellows, let’s go to our little beds. ”’ [THE END. | Ensign Clarke Fitch’s next Naval Academy story will be entitled ‘Clif Faraday’ s Raid; or, Plebe “Pun and Tfiumphs.’?’ Army and Navy Weekly No. 72. / Mark Mallory’ S Tee .IN THE SHADOW OF DISMISAL. Bw Lieut. Mredericiz GAPLISOFL, Ue Se Ae CHAPTER i, THE INDIGNATION OF THE YEARLINGS. > By George, he’s the freshest. plebe that ever struck this place!’ The speaker was a tall, heavily-built fellow with a rather coarse, uupleasaut looking face. He was dressed in the uni- form of a West Point cadet, and he was sitting on the steps of the library building along with half adozen classmates, ex- citedly and angrily discussing an event of that same morning. ‘*Now I tell you Mark Mallory’s got to _be put out of this place in a week,’’ con- 'tiied the first speaker,- “‘And.7f don’t _ care how it’s done, either, fair or foul:”” ‘“That’s just what I say, too!’’ chimed in another, a slightly built little chap. ' “Hes got to be put out in a week!” Bull Harris, the big fellow, smiled be- nignly upon his toadying echo, Baby Ed- wards, while the rest of the gang nodded approvingly. — “Pm sure everybody agrees that he’s got to be taken down,’’ put in somebody else. ‘The only trouble is I don’t ‘see how on earth it is to be done.”’ — “That's the worst of it!’’? snarled Bull. ‘VThat fellow Mallory seems to get the best of us every thing we Wee confound him)? ‘‘T’m sure such a thing has never been known at. West Point,’ said another. “Just think of it! Why, it’s the talk of the post, and everybody’s laughing at us, and ‘the plebes are getting bolder every _minute one of them actually dared to turn up his nose at me to-day. Think of it—at me—a yearling, and he a vile — beast!” : “Tt’s perfectly awful,’? groaned Bull. “Perfectly awful! Imagine a crowd of yearlings allowing themselves to be stopped while hazing a plebe—stopped, mind you, by half as many plebes—and’ then to make ita thousand times worse to have the fellow they were hazing taken away !”’ . ‘‘And the yearlings all chased back to camp by a half-crazy Texan,’ chimed in another, who hadn’t bee there and so could afford to mention unpleasant de- tatis. cried Baby. “Yet what can we do?”’ ‘We can’t offer to fight hint He’s as good as licked Billy Williams, and Billy’s the best man we could put pee That : Mal- lory’s a regular terror.’’ ‘*He* started’ to be BE. - ae anil Bull, ‘‘the very first day. he got here.’’ ‘What happened then ?”? : “Tt was neatly a year ago,’ he .re- sponded, flushing. ‘‘Baby-Edwardsand _ I and ‘Merry’ Vance started in to haze — ® him. And he was as sassy and B. J. as » you please.’’ ‘Think of it!” Sched the crowd. “Ves, and then there was that time Baby and I tried to lock him in the ice house and he turned round and locked us instead. Did you ever hear of sucha B. J. trick in your life? Why, it’s simply unbearable. ’’ “(Unbearable!’’? repeated Baby. ‘And then as if that wasn’t enough,’’ continued the other, ‘‘he goes this very same morning and does two of the fresh- est things you can imagine! First he knocks out Billy Williams in the fight, and then to show how little he minded that, he comes out in the woods and spoils our fun by running off with the plebe we were hazing.”’ ‘Terrible!’’ put in Baby idee ‘(Now it’s evident,’’ said Bull, ‘‘that this fellow. Mallory’s at the bottom of the whole thing. He’s leading the gang that’s caused: all the trouble. And there’s only one thing to be done.”’ ‘What’s that?’ inquired the crowd, eagerly. Qe Mallory’s. got to be down This suggestion was good, only rather indefinite, which indefiniteness was re- marked by one of the crowd, Merry Vance, the cadet who had interposed the / same objection before. Merry was a tall, — -#@- - slender youth, with a whitish hue that suggested dissipation, and a fine scornful] curve to his lips that suggested ineanness » mo less clearly. r ‘(It’s all very well to say we’ve got to ido him,’’ said he, ‘‘but that don’t say | taken ie | how. AsI said, we can’t find a man in 4 _ our class to whip him fair. And we can’t 4 - tackle him in a crowd because in the first ij place heseems to have his own gang, and | )) in the second place mone of us dares ‘to | touch him. I know I don’t, for one.” “Pooh!’? laughed Bull, scornfully. © “Tm not afraid of him.’’ ARMY AND NAVY WHEKLY. 541 “Me cither,’? chimed-in the little Baby, doubling up his fists. “All cight,’? said the other. “Only UT . noticed you both kept good and quiet when he stepped up to loesen Indian, the fellow we had tied up to haze.’ There was an awkward silence for a few minutes after that; Bull Harris could think of nothing to say, for he knew the charge was true; and as for Baby Ed- wards, he never said anything until after his big friend had set him an example. * “Wecan’t get him into any trouble with the authorities, either,’’ continued Vance at last. ‘‘In fact I don’t know what we are to do.’’ ‘‘(He’s simply turned West Point’s cus- toms topsy turvy,’’ groaned another. ‘Why, when we were plebes nobody ever. dared to think of defying a yearling. And this Mallory and his gang are run- ning the place. No one dares to haze a plebe any more.”’ : ‘Talking about that,’? said Gus Mur- ray, another yearling who had _ just strolled up. ‘‘Talking about that just see what happened to me not five min- utes ago. Met one of the confounded beasts—that fellow, by the way, we did up, though it don’t seem to have done him the least bit of good—just as B. J. as ever. You know who I mean, the rather handsome chap they call Dewey. He went to pass the color guard up at camp just now and he didn’t raise 1s hat. ‘The sentry called him down for it, and then as he went off I said to him, ‘You ought to know better than that, plebe.’ ‘Thank you,’ says he, and when I told him he should say sir toa higher cadet, what on earth do you suppose he had the impudence to say ?”’ ‘What???’ inquired the crowd, eagerly. ‘‘Said he wouldn’t do it because I -hadn’t said sir to him!’ ‘What!’ “Ves, indeed! such impudence? Did you ever hear of : Why Ill leave the oe Ree a ave WEEKLY. — sion themselves at hae same fine, ‘god a Academy tomorrow af that kind of thing . not so very far from the scene of the keeps up.’ And with that dire threat Gus Ve seated himself on the steps and relapsed into a glum silence. ‘‘(T heard you sat down on that Mallory last Saturday,’’ observed some one at last. “That’s what I did)? responded Mur- ray, brightening up at the mention of one less discouraging incident. ‘‘ Mary Adams introduced metg him and I cut him dead. Gee, but he was mad!’ “Wonder if he’ll try to make you apologize,’’ said Bull. ‘Tt would be just like him,’’ put in Merry. The other looked as if he didn’t relish the possibility one bit; he turned the con- versation quickly. "Wait till be tries it,” said he. ‘‘In the mean time I’m more interested in the great question, what are we going to do to take him down.”’ Can’t think of a thing,” said Vance, flatly. ““Not a thing!” ““By George!’ cried Bull. ‘‘?m going to think of something if I die for it.’ “ll shake with you-on that,’’ put in “Murray. “‘We won't rest till we get a plan,” “**Let me in too,’’ said Vance. ‘*And me too!’’. cried Baby. _And so it happened that when the in- formal assembly dissolved for supper it dissolved with but one idea in the mind of every cadet in the party—that Mark Mallory must be taken down! CHAPTER Ti. ‘THE SEVEN DEVILS, BB j..”” This desperate resolution was not known to Cadet Mallory and his “‘gang,”’ - but it is probable that he would not have cared if it had. Heand his gang were just in the midst of an important discus- ay yearlings’ gathering place. ‘There were seven of them in a room of “8th Div.,*’ Barracks. They were all ‘*beasts,’’ as cadets in their first year are _dubbed; and’ they had all of them been ~ driven by the incessant hazing of Bull Harris and his ruffianly crowd into form- ing in sheer desperation a defensive alli- ance against the yearlings. Once upon a time—July 4, 1776 —there was a body of men in session who felt that the destiny of a nation was in their hands, that ‘‘Humanity, with all its fears, With all its hopes of future years, Is hanging breathless on thy fate.” What those men did they did with solemn fear in their. héart!s. But not 4 whit more solemn were they than these seven afore-mentioned plebes, who felt — that they were about to bid defiance to a hundred foes, to sign a declaration of inde- pendence from West Point, its cadets, and — its traditions—in short to ‘bid ips world go hang. » The ineeting- was about to adjourn” when we turned our attention to it. deed had been done. Cadet Mallory had been elected leader—Head Devil. The name had been selected and the ‘‘Seven Devils’? had stepped .forth before the world. : | “be Bec ar adopted. legiance to it, and to secrecy, and to each other, by all the varied oaths its members could invent. ‘be fresh,’? had been The Jeader himself was standing the window, his broad shoulders half shutting © out the light. He wasa tall, finely-pro- portioned lad, with a frank and pleasing face} and an ‘‘arm’’ tat was the talk of West Point. Beside him stood his faithful room-mate, ‘‘’l'exas,’’ properly known as ‘“Jeremiah Powers, sah, in Philadelphia—men_ The The motto—B. B. hes meaning (Cnet ees And the seven had sworn al- son 0’ the Hon-. % otable ‘Scrap’ Powers o’ Hurricane County.” “Texas was the hero~ of 4a ‘scrap’? with four yearlings, and the proud possessor of sixteen assorted revol- vers, ‘‘all genuine, and no two alike.” Seated on the floor with his beloved Dana’s Geology by his side and his pale green socks illuminated by the setting sun, was ‘‘Parson’’ Stanard, of Boston, pride of the universe. The Parson was a geological genius, the immortal discoverer of a Cyathophylloid. coral in a sandstone of tertiary origin. Seated in a safe and unobtrusive corner of the room was the fourth member, Joseph Smith of Indianapolis, alias the Mormon, or Indian—poor, unfortunate, gullible Indian, a lad with a vision of enemies perpetually pursuing to haze. Standing near him was Alan Dewey, handsome and merry in spite of the band- ages he wore, laurels earned in a melee with Bull’s gang. Dewey was nicknamed ‘‘B’ gee,’ becatise he spent his time using that exclamation when he was not being ‘‘reminded’’ of a story. Bolt upright in a chair and surveying the party with aristocratic dignity over a six-inch immaculate choker was Mr. Chauncey Van Rensselaer Mount-Bon- sali, “‘by Jove!’’? Mr. Chauncey did not look promising asa fighter, but he was the hero of the hour, none the less, hav- ing successfully battled with eight angry yearlings, for just as many minutes on that same morning. Companion in this adventure, and last of the seven, was Methusalem Zebediah Chilvers, farmer, colloqually and familiarly known as ‘‘Si”’ and sometimes as ‘‘Sleepy,’’? at present sprawled out on the bed in lay indiffer- ence to the business in hand., Such were the Seven Devils—heroes orianya ‘rousiie old Jark,’” future dread of the yearlings and of plebes to he. : The seven, having done the desperate ARMY AND NAVY WEEKLY. deed, and put hesitation behind them and 043 defiance to the fore, sat and gazed at one another in solemn silence, no one feeling that he had anything to-say of sufficient importance to warrant his speaking at such a particularly, awe-inspiring time. When the silence was broken, it was the Parson who spoke, and the elassic Parson got off the time-honored remark of Frank- lin: ‘‘We must all hang together or else we shall all hang separately.’’ ‘This ‘‘re- minded’’ Dewey of a yarn, and after that the ice was broken and the devils once more returned to their wanted state of careless cheerfulness. ‘An? what's the first thing we air a’goin’ to do to them durnation yearl- ings?’ inquired the ever-pugnacious Texas, doubling up his fists and looking ready to start on a campaign right then. This provoked a discussion of ways and means, and various and bizarre were the plans suggested for hazing. Texas wanted to raid the post; he didn’t see why seven fellows might not hold up the battalion if they ‘‘got the drop on ’em.’’” Texas had ascertained, anyhow, that the cadet’s guns weren’t loaded, so what was the ‘‘diff..’- It being suggested that the superintendent might expel them for that, Texas wanted to know why the superintendent couldn’t be held up, too, and vowed that the other six evidently didn’t understand the Texas ways of do- ing things. Which nobody cared to con- tradict. : Mark, as leader, finally ended the fruit- ful discussion by declaring that nothing should be done until the yearlings started. He thought that the defensive was the ~ strongest position, and that there was a . prospect of plenty of excitement anyway, because the cadets would never leave them alone. ‘To which view the crowd finally assented, Texas handing in a minority re- port all by himself. And having thus de- cided the assembly adjourned, sine die. With which short view of them (just enough to serve as a reminder that they le are still in existence, and resolute) we shall Jeave them and return to Bull Har- ris and his plots once more. For Mark _ Mallory was very right when he declared that the yearlings would never, leave them alone. CHAPTER III. BULL HARRIS GETS AN IDEA. It had happened once that Bull Harris, who was an all round bully with a bully’s every characteristic, had started in to in- sult a young girl, ‘‘Meg’’ Adams, down on the road to Highland Falls. Mark had caught him at it and had incidentally knocked him down, avery B. J. action indeed in Bull’s judgment. The yearling had vowed then that that beast should be ‘‘hazed out of West Point in a week.” .He had vowed it every day since for two weeks, occasionally trying it—but fail- ing. He had vowed it again as he turned away from the group on the library steps, this time fairly desperate in his anger. And now his boon companions, Baby Edwards and Gus Murray, to both ‘of whom Bull had told the causes of his hatred, were talking it over with him as they went. ‘We can’t do him fair; wecan’t trap him; what in heaven’s name are we to do? “That was the plain state of the case. The three pondered over it and talked over it all during supper, some of the schemes proposed being almost as wild as those of ‘Texas’, but none of them be- ing satisfactory to Bull, who wanted something strong to satisfy his thirst for vengeance. : A plan came at last, one which was enough todo for anyone; and when it came it came from a most unexpected source, none’other than the Baby, who never before in the memory of Bull had dared to say anvthing original. The ARMY AND NAVY WEEKLY. ‘lessly. Baby’s oo little beta eo the” interesting problem, struck an idea which, so to speak, brought down the house. ~ “111 tell you what!’? he cried. a scheme !”’ AW hat-is it 2”. inquired Bull, inca lously. ‘