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Hancock, H. Irving (Harrie Irving), 1868-1922

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

Are you sure
that you wholly overlooked my act."
"Glad you asked me, Prescott. I've come to realize that you did
your full duty, and the only thing you could do as the captain
of my company. But I was terribly upset that night. Nothing but
a matter of the first importance would ever have driven me to slip
into 'cits.' and sneak off the post in that fashion."
"I can quite believe that," nodded Dick.
"Well, it---it was a girl, of course," confessed "Durry."
"You know, cadets have a habit of being interested in girls, and
this girl means everything to me. She's up in Newburgh, and was
ill. I thought she was more ill than she really was. But I knew
that I could hardly get official permission to go and see her,
so---so I chanced it and went without leave. I wouldn't have
done such a thing under any other circumstances."
"Did the young lady recover?" asked Prescott with deep interest.
"Oh, yes; I dragged her to the hop the other night. She was stepping
around the hall with another fellow, for one of the dances, and
that was how I came to be out in the air alone. But I'll look
for both you and Holmesy at practice this afternoon," ended "Durry,"
hastening away.
"Go to a diamond try-out?" asked Greg when Dick broached the subject.
"Of course I will, and crazy over the chance. All that has held me
back so far, old ramrod, was the fact that you hadn't been invited.


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