They found a place without difficulty.

“Then to walk along Broadway with its flashing lights; then the railway station!”

“The train!”

“Home in the morning!”

“We’ll start with a taxi,” proposed Greg.  “Here’s an empty one coming.  Here, chauffeur.  Yes!  The Waldorf!”

What befell our cadets thereafter will be reserved for the next volume in this series, which is published under the title, “Dick Prescott’s Third Year At West Point; Or, Standing Firm for Flag and Honor.”

This story will be a rare treat, one that will make the blood bound faster in the arteries of any real American boy.  A narrative of surpassing interest and thrilling adventures in the military cadet’s life is promised.

THE END