An Annapolis First ClassmanBeach, Edward L. (Edward Latimer)
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An Annapolis First Classman
Beach, Edward L. (Edward Latimer)
United States Naval Academy -- Juvenile fiction
"Why, my dear fellow," exclaimed his newly-made acquaintance, "you will
pardon me for my inadvertent remarks--but suppose we take a walk; come
over to my rooms, and if you feel like it talk things over with me--I
don't know you, but I want to know you. I don't believe I see anything
bad in your face, though I imagine there is sadness there."
These kind words were to Bligh like heaven-sent manna. Until this moment
he had no conception of how he yearned for just one single friend, one
person who believed there was good in him, one to whom he could open his
heart and pour out its griefs. Instantly this newly-made friendship
became precious, and he felt brighter and happier than he had for
months. Sincerity and kindness were written in the features of this new
friend.
Bligh spent several hours with him in his rooms, and acquainted him with
the troubles, mistakes and heartburnings that were his daily portion in
his now unfortunate condition; in doing this he saw himself in a new
light; and now when his new friend pointed out where he was blameworthy,
where he had been wrong, he eagerly assented. For this grave friend,
sympathetic though he was to the sad story that rushed from Bligh's
lips, in a kindly spirit severely criticized Bligh for his wrong
actions. He laughed heartily at Bligh's woeful story of how he had
lowered himself in the ventilating shaft. "That was good, Mr. Bligh," he
said; "but it's a great pity that you were caught."
When Bligh returned to his quarters he was like a different man; more
happiness to his wounded spirit had come to him this day than he had had
for months.
"If I had only had a friend like this when the year commenced," he
reflected, "my life here would have been different. But now I'm afraid
it's too late; I'm pretty sure to bilge."
CHAPTER XVII
AN ILL-FAVORED, RED-BEARDED ROGUE
"Bob, I think I've got the flag this year," remarked Cadet Lieutenant
Blair, to his fellow three striper, Robert Drake; "everybody says my
company is better than yours in artillery; I've an even chance with you
at infantry--members of my company have had part in baseball and
football games, fencing, rowing, tennis, gymnasium and all other
contests. The second company, I think, will get the most points in
seamanship, and I have more trained marksmen than you have. I've got you
beaten, Bob, old boy."
"Don't you be too sure of that, Sam; the first company has a notion it
wants to carry the colors next year; and look here, Sam, I'll put you on
to something if you'll agree to keep quiet about it."
"What is it, Bob? I'll keep mum," replied Blair expectantly, impressed
by Robert's earnest manner.
"The first company is going to try to win the flag, and I'm going to
spring a big surprise on you."
"Pshaw! Is that your news? Perhaps I'll spring a surprise on you."
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