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id: 26626
author: Stewart, Maria L.
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  WRITTEN FOR THE NEW YEAR''S FESTIVAL AT THE CADETS'' SABBATH-SCHOOL [Illustration: OUR LITTLE BROWN HOUSE. [Illustration: OUR LITTLE BROWN HOUSE. OUR LITTLE BROWN HOUSE. OUR LITTLE BROWN HOUSE. OUR LITTLE BROWN HOUSE. There''s a little brown house just under the hill; This little brown house, so dear to each heart, May this little brown house, of good constitution, Your time is coming, it''s not far away. There are three honest men of old cadet fame-(By Cadet Cameron, Class of ''83.)] From the hall-ways came running, all loose to be sure, And there on the cold ground, in the night air to stand, Lay the old brass cannon, like a "bug in a rug," And then, after all, the old thing hung fire. (Sketched by Cadet Hall, Class of ''83.)] The old brass cannon blazed away, Dedicated to all the "Boys" who took part in the "Grand Celebration," by

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  Our Little Brown House, A Poem of West Point Written for the New Year''s Festival at the Cadets'' Sabbath-school of the Methodist Episcopal Church, January 1, 1879


id: 2448
author: Flipper, Henry Ossian
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  Henry Ossian Flipper, the Colored Cadet at West Point Autobiography of Lieut. Henry Ossian Flipper, U.S.A., First Graduate of Color from the U.S. Military Academy


id: 12806
title: Dick Prescott''s Third Year at West Point; Or, Standing Firm for Flag and Honor
author: Hancock, H. Irving (Harrie Irving)
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  DICK PRESCOTT''S THIRD YEAR AT WEST POINT So was his chum, Greg Holmes, also a West Point cadet, "Did Bert Dodge know that Dick and Greg were to be here!" asked Greg escorted Belle Meade home, Dick walking with Laura. "But how do you fellows come to be home at this time?" asked Dick. of the ice cream place, Dick Prescott told the story of Dodge''s "Come right up, Dick," called Laura, so the cadet leaped from "This looks like your fun, as it is your work, Dick Prescott!" Cadet Haynes looked a trifle disconcerted, but it was always Dick''s murmured Greg to Dick, in the undertone that cadets know so well to Greg, who passed it on to Dick Prescott. Brayton made some slight signal to Prescott Both Dick and Greg But Dick Prescott, with Cadet Greg Holmes almost at his side, Turnback Haynes was quite able to convince himself that Dick Prescott,


id: 12807
title: Dick Prescott''s Fourth Year at West Point Or, Ready to Drop the Gray for Shoulder Straps
author: Hancock, H. Irving (Harrie Irving)
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  DICK PRESCOTT''S FOURTH YEAR AT WEST POINT return Cadet Captain Prescott, after a swift, astonished look at "I can''t discuss that with you," replied Cadet Dick Prescott coldly. As for Cadet Jordan, that young man''s face went instantly livid. As for Dick Prescott, he did not favor Mr. Jordan with a further So Cadet Jordan, first class, saluted, turned on his heel, sought Cadet Captain Dick Prescott. "Very good, sir," replied Cadet Jordan, choking with rage. if the class voted a week''s "silence" to Dick Prescott, for Jordan When Prescott was seated at table in the cadet mess hall, Greg, "Old chum," cried Dick, turning and resting a hand on Greg''s right Though Cadet Prescott was class president, he did of Dick Prescott in persisting in remaining a cadet at the Military But, as Dick Prescott and Greg Holmes walked over to Then Prescott, for the last time as a cadet, marched the class


id: 12819
title: Dick Prescott''s Second Year at West Point Or, Finding the Glory of the Soldier''s Life
author: Hancock, H. Irving (Harrie Irving)
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  DICK PRESCOTT''S SECOND YEAR AT WEST POINT "Shall we go over, Dick?" asked Greg, turning around. Greg Holmes was but the "shadow" of Dick Prescott. you, Greg, when a fellow gets into this cadet life, I think the Are Laura and Belle coming on West Point soon?" Holmes asked "Dick---do you---mind if I ask a question," demanded Greg slowly. "Dick, old ramrod," replied Cadet Holmes, frankly, as he finished Dodge hated all three of the bunkies in this tent, but Dick Prescott Greg might be summoned again to the tent of the O.C. Bert Dodge saw, from a distance, the whispered talk between Dick Prescott walked between Mrs. Bentley and Laura, while Greg came Laura returned to Mrs. Bentley, Cadet Dodge suddenly slipped up "I know that full well, sir," Cadet Prescott replied with feeling. That night Dick and Greg "dragged" the Gridley girls to the cadet


id: 36099
title: A Cadet''s Honor: Mark Mallory''s Heroism
author: Sinclair, Upton
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  "An'' look a yere," cried Texas, Mark''s chum, raising his head and Texas doubled up his fists and looked ready to fight right then; Bull cadets went an'' fooled Mark Mallory again, an'' you--bah!" "I didn''t know I was going to fight," said Mark, laughing. "And I''ll take it," said Mark, getting hold of Texas'' other hand at the Mark and Texas, it chanced, had gone out for a walk; "Parson" Stanard Mark and Texas were seated on the steps of barracks when the Parson came Texas turned as Mark spoke, and looked in the direction of his nod. Now, here was Mark Mallory--to say nothing of Texas--who had come up to "You''ve a hard row to hoe," said the cadet officer to Mark, "and a hard Mark and Texas looked up in surprise and the Parson faced about in cadets at West Point were or are like "Bull" Harris, or that hazing of


id: 36101
title: On Guard: Mark Mallory''s Celebration
author: Sinclair, Upton
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  "Cadet Mark Mallory, West Point, N. and gone his way, leaving four of the seven in their tent--Mark, Texas, "I reckon, Mark," said Texas, meditatively surveying his new uniform in tell plebes about such things; and so to this "hold-over" Mark went to Mark turned the moment he heard the voice, and, when he saw who it was, She said it in a plain and simple way that Mark liked, and he told her Mark studied her look for a moment; he saw mischief and fun dancing in "Fellows," said Mark, "I want to tell you something. Scarcely half an hour ago Mark had left Texas and now he was drunk! "The answer will come to-night," Mark said, "when they read off the Mark stared at the three solemn cadets in amazement, and Texas gave vent "Miss Adams," he said, at last, "I--I really don''t think Mark knows how


