CHAPTER XXIV.
CONCLUSION Commencement Day! For a large percentage of High School boys and girls, the end of the sophomore year marks the end of their schooling.
This was true at Gridley as elsewhere.

When the crowd came forth from commencement exercises at the Opera House on this bright, warm June afternoon, there were not a few of the sophomores who were saying good-bye to the classic halls of instruction.
Not so, however, with Dick & Co.

They were bound all the way through the course, and hoped to take up with college or other academic training when once good old Gridley High School must be left behind.
"What are you going to do this summer, Prescott ?" asked Dr.Bentley, gripping the lad's arm, as Dick stood on the sidewalk chatting with Dave Darrin.
"Work, mostly, doctor.

I'm getting near the age when fellow should try to bear some of the expense of keeping himself." "What will you work at ?" "Why, reporting for 'The Blade.' I believe I can capture a good many stray dollars this summer." "Good enough," murmured Dr.Bentley, approvingly.

"But are you going to have any spare time ?" "A little, I hope---just about enough for some rest." "Then I'll tell you where you can take that rest," went on the medical man.