"How are you going to carry the planks and spars for the bridge?" asked Glen. "On the field piece carriages?"
"No, we'll carry them ourselves. We can close up ranks so they won't see the boards."
This looked like a good plan, and the cadets made ready to carry it out.
"Hamilton," said Dutton sharply to our hero, "you'll take the rear guard, and stay there until you get orders to come up."
This was rather hard on Dick. It practically put him and his freshmen out of the battle, unless Dutton should order them to the front, and he was not very likely to do this. Still Dick could not object, and he made the best of it.
"Won't we see any of the fighting?" asked one of his command.
"Maybe so," replied the young millionaire. "They may need us for reinforcements."
Dick could not help but give Dutton credit for making his plans well. The young major led his men to the designated point, taking advantage of such inequalities of the ground as there were to conceal his movements. The ropes, beams and planks for the bridge were distributed among the cadets, several of them being required to carry the heavier pieces. The strongest lads were used for this work, and their rifles were taken in charge by their less-burdened comrades.
Then, when all was in readiness, Dutton gave the command to advance. He led the way, at the head of a company of infantry, while back of that came his cavalry force, and to the rear of that was massed his artillery, while Dick led the rear guard of freshmen.
Straight at the hill advanced the attacking army, while from convenient points Colonel Masterly and his staff of officers watched to decide who won.