flash of thought.

As soon as the ranks were broken Dalzell seized his chum's hand,
and began wringing it strenuously.

"David, little giant," murmured Dan ecstatically, "we are no longer
fourth class men. From the instant that the tail-ender of the
old first class received his diploma we became transformed into
third class men."

"Yes," smiled Dave. "We're youngsters. That's going some."

"Poor fourth class men!" sighed Dan. "I'm alluding to those who
will have to look up to and reverence me as a youngster!"

As soon as the chums had made a shift from their working clothes
to the uniform of the day, and had stepped outside, they saw Mr.
Henley coming their way, looking wholly proud and happy.

Then, of a sudden, Mr. Henley bent a keen look upon the new youngsters.

Just in the nick of time Dave Darrin recalled one of the regulations
to which he had hitherto paid little heed for lack of use.

Graduate midshipmen are entitled to be saluted by mere midshipmen
as though they were already officer.

Swiftly Darrin brought his heels together with a click, bringing
his hand smartly up to the visor of his uniform cap.

Henley gravely returned the salute with a new sense of existence.

Dan Dalzell caught the drift of the thing just in time, and saluted
also.

"May we congratulate you, Mr. Henley?" asked Dave.

"I was hoping that you both would," replied the graduate. "And,
one of these days, I may have the pleasure of congratulating you,
as an officer, when you first come up over the side to start in with
your real sea life."

"I'm thinking, now, of our first taste of sea life," murmured
Darrin, a dreamy light coming into his eyes.

"Yes; just as soon as we graduates are gotten out of the way you
new youngsters will join the two upper classes on the big battleships
and start on your first summer practice cruise."

"I feel as if I couldn't wait," muttered Dan, as Henley moved
away.

"You'll have to, however," laughed Dave. "Don't be impatient.
Think what a very small insect on shipboard a youngster midshipman is!"

The chums were through with their first year at Annapolis. But,
all in a moment, they had entered the next year. Many things
befell them on that summer practice cruise, and many more things
in the new academic year that followed. But these will be appropriately
reserved for the next volume, which will be entitled: "_Dave Darrin's
Second Year at Annapolis; Or, Two Midshipmen as Naval Acad