Reproduction of the original: Dick Prescott's Fourth Year At West Point by H. Irving Hancock

How do you feel, Dick! As spruce as you did an hour ago! Candidate Greg Holmes put the question with a half-nervous laugh. He spoke in a whisper, too, as if to keep his agitation from reaching the notice of any of the score or more of other young men in the room of Mr. Ward, the aged notary at West Point. "I'll be glad when I see some daylight through the proceedings," Dick Prescott whispered in answer. "I'm glad they allow us to talk here in undertones," pursued Greg. "If we weren't allowed to do so, some of us would go suddenly crazy, utter a whoop and spring through one of the windows," grinned Dick.

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Reproduction of the original: Dick Prescott's Fourth Year At West Point by H. Irving Hancock

Reproduction of the original: Dick Prescott's Third Year At West Point by H. Irving Hancock

"Dick Prescott spends a pleasant summer at home on his furlough, then he goes back to West Point -- a Second Classman. There follows another year of work and play. An accident in the riding hall sends Dick to the Cadet hospital with an injured spine that threatens to put an end to his cadet days. His greatest joy comes on Commencement day when the medical examiners tell him that there is no question about his full recovery"--Dust jacket flap.