THE WEST POINT RIVALS BY LIEUT. FREDERICK GARRISON, U. S. A. Off for West Point A Cadet’s Honor On Guard A West Point Treasure The West Point Rivals All of these titles are listed in the BOYS’ OWN LIBRARY PRICE, SEVENTY-FIVE CENTS PER VOLUME STREET & SMITH, _PUBLISHERS_ 238 WILLIAM STREET, NEW YORK CITY [Illustration: “In his hand he held a notebook, upon which he was calmly jotting down the names of the cadets he saw.” (See page 228)] THE WEST POINT RIVALS OR Mark Mallory’s Stratagem BY LIEUT. FREDERICK GARRISON, U. S. A., AUTHOR OF “Off for West Point,” “A Cadet’s Honor,” “A West Point Treasure,” “On Guard,” etc. [Illustration: Printer's Logo] NEW YORK AND LONDON STREET & SMITH, PUBLISHERS Copyright, 1903 By STREET & SMITH The West Point Rivals CONTENTS CHAPTER PAGE I――Accepting a Challenge 7 II――The Circus at Highland Falls 13 III――Not on the Programme 23 IV――Bull Harris Beats a Retreat 35 V――Another Escapade is Planned 46 VI――The Long Delayed Visit 63 VII――Excitement on the River 72 VIII――Seven Lunatics and a Reporter 78 IX――Discovering a Plot 88 X――The Jail at Highland Falls 98 XI――Bull Harris Gets into Trouble 106 XII――“Revenge is Sweet” 117 XIII――A Visit to the Cave 127 XIV――Some Fun with the Yearlings 138 XV――A Battle with the Enemy 148 XVI――Abandoning the Fort 155 XVII――Mortar Practice at West Point 164 XVIII――A Moment of Deadly Peril 176 XIX――Indian’s Fight for Life 184 XX――The Parson’s Battle 192 XXI――A Camp in the Woods 199 XXII――A Desperate Conspiracy 212 XXIII――A Midsummer Night’s Feast 220 XXIV――A Terrible Revenge 229 XXV――In Camp Lookout 237 XXVI――A Trap for Mallory 244 XXVII――A Strange Discovery 252 XXVIII――Caught in the Trap 259 XXIX――The End of it All 269 THE WEST POINT RIVALS CHAPTER I. ACCEPTING A CHALLENGE. “Say, boys, listen to this!” The speaker was a tall, gaunt cadet, dressed in the uniform of a West Point plebe. He was resting in a tent in summer encampment, and close at hand were two other plebes. “What is it, Texas?” asked one of the other cadets. “Goin’ to be a circus down to Highland Falls.” “Well, what of it? We can’t go,” came from a cadet known as Parson Stanard, a tall, thin fellow hailing from Boston.