his line of studies, received his text books and took them to his room, where he found Paul.
The next day being Saturday the cadets had the afternoon free and they strolled about the grounds, went off on horseback or rowing, as they desired. Somewhat to his regret Dick noticed that a rule was posted forbidding freshmen to go out rowing or riding alone after Saturday. They must be accompanied by a teacher or cadet officer.
"They must think we're babies," he murmured.
"Well, when we get to know the ropes a little better," said Paul, "we'll go out together."
That evening, when the mail was distributed, Dick received a letter from his father, posted just as the ship was sailing. There were also several missives from his chums at home, and quite a bulky letter, which when the young millionaire opened it, he saw was from aged Captain Handlee, and contained a photograph.
With many words, and a somewhat lengthy explanation, the old soldier stated that he had had copies made of the photograph of his son, and was sending one to Dick, to aid him in tracing the missing man.
"There, I nearly forgot about my promise." said Dick, recalling it as he saw the picture. "I must make some inquiries of Major Webster as soon as possible."
He took the photograph to his room, and placed it on a shelf, where he would be sure to see
