In case the candidate did not pass he would receive his hundred dollars back again--enough, in almost any case, to take the young man safely back to his home.
The first three men to step before the treasurer each turned in a few dollars in excess of the hundred.
Each was handed the treasurer's receipt for the exact amount that he deposited.
Then came a rather dazzlingly attired young man of at least twenty-one.

He had watched the others and now, with an air of some importance, drew out a roll of considerable size.

He detached two fifty-dollar bills and handed them to the treasurer, with the query: "A century covers the deposit, doesn't it ?" Though the treasurer frowned slightly at the slang use of "century," he replied briskly: "You must deposit all the money you have, Mr.Geroldstone." "But that doesn't seem like a square deal," protested young Geroldstone.

"I'll need some money for personal expenses, some for little dinners, something to spend on the young [Transcriber's note: word missing]" "You'll need no money here, Mr.Geroldstone.Cadets are allowed no spending money outside of the so-called confectionery allowance, and that is charged to you from your pay." "But I'm a big candy eater," urged Geroldstone, with a grin.
"No argument, if you please, sir!" rapped the treasurer rather sharply.

"Turn over all your money and remember that you are on honor in the matter." Mr.Geroldstone received a receipt for nine hundred and sixty-two dollars, plus a few small coins.