"I passed and won! I'm going to West Point!" A look of intense happiness wreathed his father's face and tears glistened in his eyes.

But Dick raced on into the back room, where he found his mother.
"All the luck in the land is mine, mother!" he whispered, bending over and kissing her.

"I won out! I go to West Point when the month of March comes!" Mrs.Prescott was upon her feet, her arms around her boy.

She didn't say much, but she didn't need to.

After a moment Dick disengaged himself.
"Mother, Laura Bentley will be glad to know this news.