On one side of the highway were the woods lining the lake shore; on the other the broad campus leading to the school and other buildings.
"He'll slow up now," thought Andy.

"Unless he bolts right into his stable.

If he tries that I'll have to jump for it." In front of the school building the roadway widened out into several curves.

Andy thought Jim would take to one of the curves, but he was mistaken.

On kept the steed, directly past the institution of learning.
On the campus were a score or more of cadets, who stared in amazement at the sight of the runaway horse with the boy clinging desperately to his back.
"It's Andy Snow!" cried Henry Lee, the captain of Company A.
"So it is," responded Bob Grenwood, the quartermaster of the school battalion.