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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CHAPTER IV THE CLASS COMMITTEE CALLS Outwardly A company and the entire corps of cadets was as placid and unruffled as ever when the two battalions marched to breakfast that morning. One conversant with military procedure, however, would have noted that Jordan, being a prisoner, marched in the line of the file closers. And Mr. Jordan's face was wholly sulky, strive as he would to banish the look and appear indifferent. Even to a fellow naturally as unsocial as the cadet now in arrest, it was no joke to be confined to his tent even for the space of a week, except when engaged in official duties; and to be obliged, two afternoons in a week, to march in full equipment and carry his piece, for three hours in the barracks quadrangle under the watchful eyes of a cadet corporal. This penalty would last during the remaining weeks of the encampment and would be pronounced upon Jordan as soon as the commandant of cadets perfunctorily confirmed the temporary order of Lieutenant Denton. |
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