"Mr.Prescott had every opportunity given him to clear himself, and failed to do so to the satisfaction of the Corps.

Therefore he'll never graduate from the Military Academy.

It wouldn't do him any good to try.
He'd only be ostracized in the Army if he had the cheek to stay in the Corps." "Let's not talk about that part of it any more," begged Dave.
"But you'll miss Prescott from your fighting line to-day." "That's very likely," assented the West Point man.

"I'm glad we haven't Mr.Prescott here, but we'd be heartily glad if we had some one else as good on the football field." "And you haven't Holmes, either ?" sighed Dave.
"That isn't any one's fault but Holmesy's," frowned Cadet Fields.
"We wanted Holmesy to play, and we gave him every chance, but-----" "But he wouldn't," finished Dave.

"No more would I play on the Navy team if the fellows had done anything unjust to Dalzell." "Do you feel that you're going to have an easy walk-over with us to-day ?" demanded Cadet Fields cheerily.
"No; but we're prepared to fight.