Dick Prescott's First Year at West Point by H. Irving (Harrie Irving) Hancock
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wouldn't be fit to be an Army officer. But Captain Goodwin
laughed at me." "Then he didn't find anything much wrong with your heart!" "He said he guessed I had had some discomfort at times, but that, if I would eat more slowly, and chew my food better, my stomach would get a rest and stop shoving my heart." "Oh! Is that all that has been ailing you?" smiled Dick. "According to Captain Goodwin it's enough. He says my trouble started only recently, and that I can be over the last sign of it in three days if I'll take up with decent eating habits. But he has known boys he has had to reject because they had been at bad eating tricks for a longer time. You can bet I'm going to follow the surgeon's advice after this." Four out of this squad of candidates were rejected by the examining surgeons. Geroldstone remained sulky, with an air of bravado; the other three young men were so downcast that all their companions were heartily sorry for them. The hospital orderly marched back to the adjutant's office those who had been rejected, while another orderly appeared and led those who had passed the surgeons to the cadet barracks. "This begins to look like the real thing," murmured Dick as they neared the barracks. Now this group were taken to the room of the cadet officer of the |
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