On the following Saturday Jack and Andy got permission to go to Top Rock Hill, located not many miles from the academy. They wanted some of the others to go along, but there was a “scrub” baseball game on and they declined.
“Do you remember how Baxter got into trouble at Top Rock Hill last fall?” said Jack, as they trudged along.
“Indeed I do, Jack,” returned Andy. “I don’t think he’ll try to take any more nuts from private property.”
Jack had with him a new spyglass and wanted to test it. The boys climbed to the very top of the hill, where a grand panorama was spread before them. On one side were the rolling hills and on the other the slope running down to the lake, which lay glistening like silver in its rim of green.
“I can see the Hall with this glass,” said Jack. “And I can see some of the fellows out on the lake in boats.”
He allowed Andy to take a look, and after a while they turned the glass in the direction of the somewhat dusty road that wound around the foot of Top Rock Hill.
“I can see a buggy coming along the road,” said Jack. “There is a man in it.”
Andy took a look at the turnout.
“Why, that is one of our horses!” he exclaimed. “The spotted white, Billy Boy. Can it be the captain who is out driving?”
“No, he was in his office when we came away.”