do something big for you, Dick."

"And you'll be doing something very big for us, if you don't mention
us at all," smiled Prescott.

So the "Blade" had a good deal of interesting reading about West
Point the next morning. Many Gridleyites were not satisfied because
neither Prescott nor Holmes was mentioned in connection with the
Military Academy.

The second time that Mr. Pollock met his former reporter was on
the street.

"I've been kicking myself, Dick, because I forgot something the
other day," declared the editor. "I have one of the nicest, gentlest
little trotting mares in this part of the state, and a very
comfortable light buggy with top and side curtains. I hardly
ever use the rig in hot weather. Now, won't you often have use
for a horse and buggy while you're at home? If so, just ring up
Getchel's Livery at any time, day or night, and tell 'em to hitch
up against your coming. Will you?"

Dick tried hard to find words in which to thank Mr. Pollock for
the generous offer.

First of all, Prescott took Holmes out driving, one forenoon, to
"try out" the mare. The little animal proved speedy but tractable---a
wholly safe driving horse.

"I'm not a betting man," quoth Greg, "but I'll lay a wager that