So Dick sent word to his father that he would remain at Kentfield. Fall merged into winter, and overcoats were the order of the day at all out-door exercises. Much of the drilling and parading was omitted, and more study and recitation was indulged in. What maneuvers on horseback and afoot were held, took place mainly in the big riding hall or drill room, and they were not as atractive as when held out of doors.
"Well, are you going home for Christmas?" asked Paul, about a week before the holiday vacation.
"Guess not," replied Dick, somewhat gloomily. "Our house is shut up, and I don't care about spending Christmas at a hotel in Hamilton Corners."
"Come home with me."
"No, thank you. I was thinking of visiting some of my chums at home. I believe I'll do that. I'll be glad to see them again."
Dick knew he would be welcomed at the homes of any of his friends, and he planned to go to Hamilton Corners and surprise them.
But alas for his hopes! When the last day of school came, and the other cadets made hurried preparations to leave for home, poor Dick was taken with a heavy cold. The surgeon forbade him leaving his room, as the weather was cold and stormy, and our hero was forced to remain at Kentfield, in charge of the housekeeper and the
