“Attention there, Bangs!” cried the captain of Company B, the command to which Brassy belonged. “No talking in the ranks!” And thereupon the cadets became silent.
As had been anticipated, when the cadets reached Haven Point they found that Felix Falstein had outdone himself in the way of decorations. Not only were several flags displayed across the front of his theater, but he had strung two big flags across the street, and between them placed a banner which he had had painted some time before and which read:
| WELCOME TO COLBY HALL |
“That’s very nice of him,” remarked Jack, who was marching at the head of the procession with Captain Dale on horseback close beside him.
“Very nice, indeed, Major Rover,” answered the military man.
“I wonder if we can’t come to a halt here and go through the manual of arms?” went on the newly-elected major.
“Certainly, if you wish to do so.”
“Battalion halt!” called out Jack, turning around and the three companies came to a stop.