That's a favorite trick with fellows who are cracked on West Point.

You know, as well as I do, that the Naval Academy is at Annapolis.

There's a vacancy ahead for Annapolis, too." "Oho! You've been thinking of that ?" demanded Dick, again looking into his chum's eyes.
"Yes." "Yes; if I can come out best in a competitive examination of the boys of this district." "Two secrets, then---yours and mine," grinned Prescott.

"However, it'll be easier for you." "Why ?" "There aren't so many fellows eager to go to the Naval Academy.
It doesn't draw as hard as the Army does." "The dickens it doesn't!" ejaculated Dave Darrin.
"No; the Navy doesn't catch young enthusiasm the way the Army does.

You won't have so many fellows to compete with as I shall," said Dick.
"I'll have twice as many---three times as many," flared Darrin.
"The Naval Academy is the only real and popular school in the United Service." "Well, we won't quarrel," laughed young Prescott.