to report at the south barrack. Thither Dick went, finding Captain Hayden, the head master in charge, showing the boys to their rooms.
"Ah, Hamilton," called the captain, as he caught sight of Dick, "you are to room with Paul Drew, on the second floor. Room Twenty-six is yours. I think you can find your way there. Go up and take Drew with you."
A tall quiet youth greeted Dick with a smile. "I'm Drew," he said. "I suppose you're Hamilton?"
"What there is of me," answered the millionaire youth. "Is this your first term?"
He knew it was, but he wanted to say something.
"Yes. I'm from Kentucky."
"I'm a York Stater. Come on and I'll show you where we bunk."
The two made their way through crowds of new boys and were soon in their apartment.
It was like all the others provided for the use of the students. It contained two small iron beds, and was simply furnished.
"Here's where we'll be at home," observed Dick. "Have you any choice as to a bed?"
"No, either one will suit me."
"All right, we'll toss up for it. Heads is the one nearest the window. You call."
Dick spun a coin in the air.
"Tails!" cried young Drew.
"Tails it is," announced Dick.
