Dick Prescotts's Fourth Year at West Point - Ready to Drop the Gray for Shoulder Straps by H. Irving (Harrie Irving) Hancock
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Cadet Richard Prescott, now a first classman, and captain of one of the six cadet companies, stepped forward, saluting. "You will build the bridge today, Mr. Prescott, continued the instructor, Lieutenant Armstrong, Corps of Engineers, United States Army. "Very good, sir," replied Dick. With a second salute, which was returned, Prescott turned to divide his command rapidly into smaller detachments. It was work over which not a moment of time could be lost. All must be done with the greatest possible despatch, and a real bridge was called for---not a toy affair or a half-way experiment. "Mr. Holmes," directed Prescott, "you will take charge of the boats. Mr. Jordan, take charge of the balk carriers!" A balk is a heavy timber, used, in this case, in the construction of the pontoon. Cadet Jordan, one of the biggest men, physically, in the first class, scowled as he received this order for what was especially arduous duty. "That's mean of you, Prescott," glowered Jordan. "If you have any complaints to make, sir, make them to the instructor," |
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