Part 2 (1/2)

By this time half a dozen of the cadets were speaking at once, Carncross and several others upholding Bill Glutts. In the midst of the discussion Jack managed to regain his feet, and, leaping forward, he caught Bill Glutts firmly by both wrists.

”Glutts, you listen to me,” said he sternly, looking the bully in the eyes. ”If I wasn't an officer at the Hall, I'd give you a sound thras.h.i.+ng for what you just did. As it is, I expect you to apologize or else take the consequences.”

”Huh! I suppose you mean by that you'll play sissy and report me,” said the bully.

”No, I won't report you, but I'll see to it that you get what is coming to you,” answered Jack.

”Knowing he is an officer and can't fight you, you took a mean advantage of Jack,” broke in Gif Garrison. ”You ought to be thrashed for it, Glutts.”

”I don't think Bill meant to shove him down into the snow,” put in Codfish, somewhat timidly.

”He did mean to do it!” said Jack quickly. ”And he'll either apologize for his actions or he'll take the consequences.”

”Well, I'll take the consequences, whatever they are,” retorted Bill Glutts, with a sickly grin. ”I know that race wasn't a fair one. Come on, fellows, let's get back to the Hall, it's almost supper time,” and with that he trudged away, he and his cronies pulling the _Yellow Streak_ behind them.

”He sure is one sweet-tempered fellow,” was Spouter's comment.

”Jack, why didn't you pitch into him, anyway?” questioned Andy anxiously.

”I didn't have to,” returned Jack briefly. ”Just the same, I won't forget the way he has acted. If it wasn't that I am captain of Company C, and am expected not to fight, I'd have given him the thras.h.i.+ng of his life.”

To the many young folks who have read the former volumes in this series, the Rover boys will not need an introduction. But for the benefit of new readers a few words concerning my characters will be necessary.

In the first volume, ent.i.tled ”The Rover Boys at School,” I related how three brothers, d.i.c.k, Tom, and Sam Rover, were sent to Putnam Hall Military Academy, where they made a great number of friends, including a cadet named Lawrence Colby.

From Putnam Hall the boys went to Brill College, and, after leaving that inst.i.tution of learning, joined their father in business in New York City, with offices on Wall Street. They organized The Rover Company, of which d.i.c.k was president, Tom, secretary and general manager, and Sam, treasurer.

During their cadet days at Putnam Hall the three Rovers had become acquainted with a number of charming girls, including Dora Stanhope and her cousins, Nellie and Grace Laning. When d.i.c.k went into business he made Dora Stanhope his life partner, and a short while after this Tom married Nellie Laning and Sam married Grace. The three brothers purchased a fine plot of ground on Riverside Drive overlooking the Hudson River, and there they built three connecting houses, d.i.c.k and his wife living in the middle house, with Tom on one side and Sam on the other.

About a year after their marriage d.i.c.k and his wife became the proud parents of a little son, who was named John after Mr. Laning. This son was followed by a daughter, named Martha, after her Great-aunt Martha, of Valley Brook Farm. Little Jack, as he was commonly called, was a manly lad with many of the qualities which made his father so successful in life.

It was about this time that Tom and Nellie Rover sprang a great surprise on all the others. This surprise was in the shape of a pair of very lively boy twins, one christened Anderson, after his grandfather, and the other Randolph, after his Great-uncle Randolph of Valley Brook Farm.

Andy and Randy, as the twins were always called, were decidedly active lads, taking after their father, ”who was never still a minute,” to quote Grandpa Rover.

Shortly after the twins were born, Sam and Grace Rover came along with a beautiful girl, named Mary, after Mrs. Laning. Then, a year later, the girl was followed by a st.u.r.dy boy, who was called Fred, in honor of Sam Rover's old and well known school chum, Fred Garrison.

Residing so close together, the younger generation of Rovers were brought up very much like one big family. They usually spent their winters in New York City, and during the summers often went out to Valley Brook Farm, where their grandfather, Anderson Rover, still resided with Uncle Randolph and Aunt Martha.

When the boys and girls grew old enough they were at first sent to private schools in the Metropolis. But soon the lads, led by Andy and Randy, showed a propensity for ”cutting loose” that their parents were compelled to hold a consultation.

”We'll have to send them to some strict boarding school--some military academy,” said d.i.c.k Rover; and so it was decided.

Lawrence Colby, their old Putnam Hall chum, had since that time become a colonel in the state militia and had then opened a military academy called Colby Hall. To this inst.i.tution, Jack, Fred and the twins were sent, as related in detail in the first volume of my second series, ent.i.tled ”The Rover Boys at Colby Hall.”

This military school was located about half a mile from the town of Haven Point on Clearwater Lake, a beautiful sheet of water about two miles long. The school consisted of a large stone building facing the lake. It was a three-storied structure and contained the cla.s.srooms and the mess hall, and also dormitories and private rooms for the students.

Besides the main building, there was a smaller structure occupied by Colonel Colby and his family and some of the professors, and also an up-to-date gymnasium and boathouses and bathing pavilions.