"I hope you'll both stay in to the finish, and improve with every game.

Greg and I are plugging hard at the game in the little time that the West Point routine allows us for practice.

From what I have heard of your game, I think it likely that you and good, but impish old Dan, are playing against the very position that Greg and I hope to hold in the annual Army-Navy game.
Won't it be great ?" "Yes, it will be great, all right, if the Navy contrives to win," Dan muttered, looking up at his chum.
"Either the Army or Navy must lose," replied Dave quietly.
"And just think!" Cadet Dick Prescott's letter ran on.

"When we meet, lined up for battle on Franklin Field, Philadelphia, it will be the first time we four have met since we wound up the good old High School days at Gridley.

It seems an age to Greg and me.