ebra that were regular stickers for me."

"Physiology was what got me," observed Jack grimly. "How do I know how
many bones I've got in my body? I never saw them," and at this there was
a general smile.

After the examinations there was but little to do at the school apart
from the drills. There was an entertainment given by the boys in which
both Jack and Andy took part. Then, almost before they knew it, the
session came to an end, and the cadets had packed up and were on their
way home.

"After all, I'll be glad to see little old New York once more," remarked
Randy, when they and their friends were seated on the train.

"Right you are!" cried Fred. "I think, after the semi-country life at
Haven Point, a big city will look mighty good to us."

"Say, fellows, do you remember when we came up to the school, how we
fell in with Asa Lemm?" remarked Andy.

"I haven't forgotten it!" cried his twin, and then he added quickly: "I
wonder if old Lemon wrote to our folks."

"I don't think so," answered Jack. "If he had, I think we would have
heard of it."

When the boys arrived at the Grand Central Terminal, they found Martha
and Mary and Tom Rover awaiting them.

"Glad to see you back, boys!" cried the father of the twins, as he
greeted them warmly, and then greeted the others.

"Oh, Jack, I declare you're growing awfully tall!" burst out his sister
Martha, as she embraced him.

"Well, I guess Fred is growing tall, too," put in Mary Rover.

"Well, you wouldn't expect any of us to grow shorter, would you?"
queried Andy gaily, and this made both of the girls laugh.

With greetings all around finished, the whole party pushed its way
through the crowd to the Forty-second Street entrance of the Terminal,
where two of the Rover limousines were in waiting.

"This looks something like!" remarked Jack, when the automobiles were on
their way through the busy streets to Riverside Drive. "I haven't seen
so many people since I left."

"And how do you like Colby Hall?" questioned his sister eagerly.

"Dandy, Martha! It couldn't be beat! I can tell you, we boys are mighty
glad that our dads picked out such a bully good school for us," and his
face showed his satisfaction.

"And what about Clearwater Hall?"

"That's a dandy place, too,--at least, the girls who go there say it is.
If May Powell comes down with Spouter, she'll tell you all about it."

The home-coming of the Rover boys was a gala occasion. Dick Rover and
his