Just now, however, the old air had none of the tragic connected with it. It was all in the spirit of fun. Laura, blushing furiously, and Belle striving to appear wholly unconscious, but striving too hard, lent all the more merriment to the moment.
"It's that confounded old idiot, Tom Reade," muttered Dave to his partner. "I wonder how many more such tricks he knows!"
Presently came "The Army Lancers," and that brought out a right royal good cheer. Two numbers after that, came "A Life on the Ocean Wave," and more cheers.
It was after three in the morning when the gay affair broke up.
But who cared for that? Class balls come but once a year.
Right after "Home, Sweet Home," which wound up the ball, the orchestra added a number, "The Star Spangled Banner."
Both Dick and Dave reached home pretty thoroughly tired out, after having seen their girl friends home. Neither boy rose much before noon the day following.
Dick and Dave remained enrolled at High School until the Christmas
Holidays, then dropped out, having ended the term.
Each boy had other studies with which he wished to busy himself—-studies that would have a direct bearing on the stiff entrance examinations at West Point and Annapolis. The rest of their time, until they reported at their respective National Academies, they intended to devote to these other studies to make doubly sure of their success.
Dick's notification from the Secretary of War arrived on Christmas morning.
"The grandest Christmas present. I ever had!" muttered Dick, gazing at the single sheet, the words on which were couched in stiff official language.