Some of these boys belonged to the wealthier families, and had been brought up to believe they could do as they pleased.
This was the High School in which Phin Drayne naturally belonged.
Down at the railway station the Gridley crowd and the Gridley Band awaited the coming of the team.

The fine sight made by the gray military escort brought a hurricane of cheers from the Gridleyites.
Just at the nick of time the leader of the band bethought himself, and signaled his musicians.

As the stages drew up the band played, and the Fordham Military Institute's battalion moved into line of battalion front.
Dick feelingly thanked young Major Ransom.
"Oh, that's all right, Prescott," laughed young Ransom.

"If we hadn't shown up at all you fellows would have given a good account of yourselves.

But we had to do it.