“Fred and I are not in those races, Gif,” answered Jack. “You know officers are not expected to enter any contests like that.”
“Yes, but I expect Andy and Randy to go into at least one race,” declared the cadet who was at the head of the athletic committee. “And when they go in I want them to make a real showing for Colby.”
“We’ll do that all right enough,” declared Randy.
“I’m going in for practice every day after this,” answered his brother.
“Just remember we’ve got to wipe Longley Academy from the face of the lake,” declared Spouter Powell. “We’ll show them that as a military academy they are not one, two, three with good old Colby Hall.”
“That’s the talk!” cried Jack. “There’s going to be only one real military academy around here, and that’s Colby.”
“So say we all of us!” sang out his cousin Andy.
“What did they want to turn Longley Academy into a military school for, anyway?” grumbled Ned Lowe. “I thought when they started that school they were going to give their attention mainly to athletics.”
“So they did,” answered Gif Garrison. “But when they saw how popular Colby Hall was becoming, and how they were losing one scholar after another, I guess the owners got busy and concluded the only thing they could do would be to turn the academy into a military school and give their boys the showiest kind of a uniform.”