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Title: Dave Darrin's Fourth Year at Annapolis

Author: H. Irving Hancock

Release Date: June 29, 2004 [eBook #12775]

Language: English

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DAVE DARRIN'S FOURTH YEAR AT ANNAPOLIS

Headed for Graduation and the Big Cruise

H. IRVING HANCOCK

CONTENTS

CHAPTERS
I. Wanted---A Doughface!
II. Some One Pushes the Tungsten
III. Bad News from West Point
IV. Dave's Work Goes Stale
V. Dan Hands Himself Bad Money
VI. The "Forgot" Path to Trouble
VII. Dan's Eyes Jolt His Wits
VIII. The Prize Trip on the "Dodger"
IX. The Treachery of Morton
X. "We Belong to the Navy, Too!"
XI. A Quarter's Worth of Hope
XII. Ready to Trim West Point
XIII. When "Brace Up, Army!" was the Word
XIV. The Navy Goat Grins
XV. Dan Feels as "Sold" as He Looks
XVI. The Day of Many Doubts
XVII. Mr. Clairy Deals in Outrages
XVIII. The Whole Class Takes a Hand
XIX. Midshipman Darrin Has the Floor
XX. Dan Steers on the Rocks Again
XXI. In the Thick of Disaster
XXII. The Search at the Bottom of the Bay
XXIII. Graduation Day---At Last
XXIV. Conclusion

CHAPTER I

WANTED---A DOUGHFACE!

"Now, then, Danny boy, we-----"

First Classman Dave Darrin, midshipman at the United States Naval
Academy, did not finish what he was about to say.

While speaking he had closed the door behind him and had stepped
into the quarters occupied jointly by himself and by Midshipman
Daniel Dalzell, also of the first or upper class.

"Danny boy isn't here. Visiting, probably," mused Dave Darrin,
after having glanced into the alcove bedroom at his right hand.

It was a Saturday night, early in October. The new academic year
at the Naval Academy was but a week old. There being no "hop"
that night the members of the brigade had their time to spend
as they pleased. Some of the young men would need the time sadly
to put in at their new studies. Dave, fortunately, did not feel
under an