"He is a bully and always will be." "Well, he has got to keep his distance this term," said Major Jack, with a firm look on his face.

"I am not going to stand for what I have in the past." "Nor I," added Pepper.

"If he doesn't keep his distance he'll suffer for it." The carryall was now leaving the little village of Cedarville.

Soon it came out on a country road that ran in the direction of Putnam Hall.
It was an ideal day in early September, and the cadets returning to the school were in high spirits.

One started to sing and the others joined in.
"Hello, there goes the Pornell Academy stage!" cried Pepper, presently.
"And there are some fellows we know!" returned Jack, as the turnout belonging to a rival school came closer.