CHAPTER VII.
SOMETHING ABOUT THE MILITARY ACADEMY As my old readers know, Cedarville was only a small country village, so the arrival and departure of the steamer was a matter of importance to the inhabitants.
The boys, consequently, found the little dock crowded with sightseers and more than one face looked familiar to them.
"There are the Rover boys," said one man, quite loudly.

"Everybody knows 'em." "We are growing notorious, it would seem," whispered Dick to Sam.
Back of the dock stood the big carryall attached to Putnam Hall, with the old Hall driver, Peleg Snuggers, on the box.
"Hullo, Peleg, old friend!" shouted Tom, waving his hand at the man.
"How are we to-morrow, as the clown in the circus puts it ?" "I'm all right, Master Tom--an' will be so long as you let me alone," was the deliberate answer from the driver.
"He remembers you all right enough, Tom," came from George Granbury.
"Now, Peleg, don't throw cold water on my enthusiasm," said Tom reproachfully.
"I ain't throwin' water on nobody, Master Tom; I'm only giving fair warning that I want to be let alone," answered the driver doggedly.

"No more monkey shines around me, remember that." "All right, Peleg, I'll remember.

And how is Mrs.Green, our worthy housekeeper ?" "First-rate." "No whooping-cough ?" "No." "Nor measles, or chicken-pox ?" "Not a bit of 'em." "Or mumps?
Tell me, now, she really hasn't got the mumps, has she ?" "See here, Master Tom, didn't I jest tell you--" "No, you didn't tell me, and that's why I'm so anxious to know.

If she's got the mumps, and the chilblains, and the ingrowing warts--" "Oh, crickey! I knew it!" groaned Peleg Snuggers.