"These seven men have applied for pass from retreat this afternoon until reveille tomorrow morning," reported Dick's top. "I have approved them, subject to your action." Reading quickly through the names, Prescott replied: "Give six of them pass, but refuse it to Private Hartley. This forenoon I observed that he saluted officers very indifferently when passing them, and once Hartley had to be spoken to by an officer whom he did not see in time to salute him. In whose squad is Hartley?" "In Corporal Aspen's, sir." "Then direct Corporal Aspen to take Hartley aside, at any time suited to the corporal's convenience this evening. Have the corporal drill Private Hartley at least twenty minutes in saluting, with, of course, proper intervals for arm rest." "Yes, sir. May I offer the captain a suggestion?" "Yes." "Aspen will be corporal in charge of quarters to-night. Hartley is sometimes a very slovenly soldier," Kelly reported. "May I direct Corporal Aspen to keep Hartley up and give the instruction in saluting after midnight? Corporal Aspen could take the man into the mess-room where none of the men would be disturbed." "That sounds like a good idea," Dick nodded, smiling slightly. "If he has to lose some of his sleep for instruction Hartley may remember better. A soldier who offers his salutes in a slovenly fashion is always a long way from being a really good soldier. And, Sergeant, tell all the corporals that each will be held responsible for drill and instruction of their squads in the art of snappy saluting." Glancing at his wrist watch Prescott now noted that it was within five minutes of time for the battalion practice march. Accordingly he stepped outside. His lieutenants being already on the drill ground he gave them brief directions as to the instruction to be imparted on the hike and the deficiencies in the men's work that were to be watched for. While he was still speaking the bugler sounded assembly. Two or three minutes later the first battalion, under Major Wells, marched off the drill ground in column of fours. As A company moved off at the head of the battalion some of the non-coms called quietly: "Hip! hip! hip!" At each "hip" the men stepped forward on the left foot. A few of the recruits still found difficulty in keeping step. "Let that third four close up!" ordered Lieutenant Terry briskly. "Pay more heed to keeping the interval correctly." When the third four closed up those behind closed in accordance, sergeants and corporals giving this matter close attention.