A few minutes before nine o'clock, the next morning, Dave and Dan were strolling through the lane, not far from the administration building at the United States Naval Academy.
Their instructions bade them report at 9:15. Dan was for going in at once and "calling on" the aide to the superintendent. But this Dave vetoed, holding that the best thing for them to do was to stick to the very letter of their orders.
So, as they waited, the young men got a glimpse of the imposing piles of buildings that compose the newer Naval Academy. Especially did handsome, big, white Bancroft Hall enchain their admiration. This structure is one of the noblest in the country. In it are the midshipmen's mess, the midshipmen's barracks for a thousand young men, numerous offices and a huge recreation hall.
"That's a swell hotel where they're going to put us up for four years, isn't it?" demanded Dan.
"I fancy that we'll find it something more—or less—than a hotel, before we're through it," was Dave's prophetic reply.

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