But can't they--or can't that fellow Brayton--be decent with us ?" "Now, look right here," counseled Candidate Prescott wisely.

"We want to be soldiers, but as yet we're only ignorant, unregenerate, untaught young cubs.

To the older cadets we must seem like pitiful beasts." "No, we don't,"' sneered Candidate Holmes.

"We don't seem anything at all.

No cadet here, unless he's obliged to notice us, even looks at us.