The cold coin coursed down Joyce's spine?
causing that tired and discouraged midshipman to jump up with a yell.
"Why does the com.

ever allow that five-year-old imp to travel with men ?" grunted Joyce disgustedly, as he sat down again and now realized that the nickel was under him next to the skin.
"Danny boy," groaned Dave, "will you ever grow up?
Why do you go on making a pest of yourself ?" "Why, the fellows need some cheering up, don't they ?" Dan inquired.
"If you don't look out, Danny boy, you'll rouse them to such a pitch of cheerfulness that they'll raise one of the car windows and drop you outside for sheer joy." The joy that had been manifest in Annapolis that morning was utterly stilled when the brigade reached the home town once more.

True, the band played as a matter of duty, but as the midshipmen marched down Maryland Avenue in brigade formation they passed many a heap of faggots and many a tar-barrel that had been placed there by the boys of the town to kindle into bonfires with which to welcome the returning victors.

But to-night the faggot-piles and the tar-barrels lay unlighted.

In the dark this material for bonfires that never were lighted looked like so many spectral reminders of their recent defeat.
It hurt! It always hurts--either the cadets or the midshipmen--to lose the Army-Navy game.
Once back at quarters in Bancroft Hall, it seemed to many of the midshipmen as though it would have been a relief to have to go to study tables to work.