“I don’t want anything to do with that fellow until we meet again,” growled Farley.
“Great Scott, mister! You don’t think of calling Mister Darrin out again, do you?” demanded Tyson, with a gasp.
“Yes; if he can be made to fight fair!” snarled Farley.
“He fought fairly this time, mister,” replied Second Class Man Tyson, almost with heat. “You’re a fast, heavy and hard scrapper for your age, mister, but the other man simply out-pointed you all through the game. If you call him out again, and he meets you, he can kill you if he sees fit.”
“Misters,” directed Midshipman Trotter, addressing Henkel and Page, “you’d better hurry to get your man over to a surgeon if you want to be in your rooms at lights-out time.”
As Page and Henkel started away with their unfortunate comrade, Dave approached Tyson.
“Sir, do you believe that I fought with entire fairness?” asked Darrin of the referee.
“Fair? Of course you did, mister,” replied Tyson. “Come along, Trotter.”
Dave, who had dressed some time before, now turned with Dan and Rollins and started back. They took pains not to be seen close to the upper class men.
“Who won?” demanded a fourth class man, curiously, as they neared Bancroft Hall.
“Farley will tell you tomorrow if he’s able,” grinned Dan.
When taps sounded on the bugle, that evening, all of the midshipmen, save Farley, were in their rooms.
Promptly as the last note of taps broke on the air the last of the midshipmen was in bed, and the electric light was turned off from a master switch. The inspection of rooms was on.
Dan just can’t help being “Touge”
Fourth Class Man Farley did not put in an appearance at breakfast formation in the morning.
As this was the opening day of the first term of the academic year it was a bad time to be “docked for repairs” at the hospital.
Merely reading over the list of the fourth class studies did not convey to the new men much idea of how hard they were to find their work.
In the department of Marine Engineering and Naval Construction there were lessons in mechanical drawing.
No excuse is made for a midshipman’s natural lack of ability in drawing. He must draw satisfactorily if he is to hope to pass.
In mathematics the new man had to recite in algebra, logarithms and geometry.
In addition to the foregoing, during the first term, the new midshipman had courses in English and in French.
As at West Point, the mathematics is the stumbling block of the new man at Annapolis.
In the first term algebra, logarithms and geometry had to be finished, for in the second term trigonometry was the subject in mathematics.
Shortly before eight in the morning the bugle call sounded for the first period of recitation.