"You'll have to attend to sending this telegram for me." "On the jump!" assented Greg, The telegram was addressed to Laura Bentley, and read: "Don't come to West Point tomorrow.

My letter will explain." "I'll send it before the drawing lesson," Greg uttered, and vanished.
Confined to quarters in close arrest, Cadet Prescott put in more than two miserable hours endeavoring to get that letter written.
But he couldn't get it penned.

Then a knock came the door, and a telegram was handed in.

It read: "Wife and girls have left for shopping trip in New York.

Don't know where to reach them." It was signed by Dr.Bentley.