The message read: _"Dear old Dick! You're the straightest fellow on earth! We know.

Don't let anybody get your goat!_" _"Darrin And Dalzell, Third Class, U.S.Naval Academy."_ "Dear old Gridley chums!" murmured the cadet, the moisture coming to his eyes.

"Yes, they should know me, if anyone does.

Those who know me best are all flocking to offer comfort.

Then---hang it!---I don't need any.