His popularity with his officers was due largely to his easy discipline, and to the absence of that rigidity of manner which is supposed to go with high military command, and which civilians are wont to find so irksome.
Barry had also met Major Bustead, the Senior Major of the Battalion, and President of the mess, an eastern Canadian, with no military experience whatever, but with abounding energy and ambition; the close friend and boon companion of Colonel Leighton, he naturally had become his second in command.

Barry was especially delighted to observe Major Bayne, whom he had not seen since his first meeting with him some months ago on the Red Pine Trail.

Captain Neil Fraser and Lieutenant Stewart Duff were the only officers about the table whom he recognised, except that, among the junior lieutenants, he caught the face of young Duncan Cameron, the oldest son of his superintendent, and a fine, clean-looking young fellow he appeared.
Altogether Barry was strongly attracted by the clean, strong faces about him.

He would surely soon find good friends among them, and he only hoped he might be able to be of some service to them.
The young fellow on his right introduced himself as Captain Hopeton.
He was a young English public school boy, who, though a failure as a rancher, had proved an immense success in the social circles of the city.

Because of this, and also of his family connections "at home," he had been appointed to a Civil Service position.