On Monday there was always general inspection, when it behooved Dick and his fellows to have their quarters in good order. Plenty of time was allowed for study and recitation, and there was much attention given to military life. There were lectures on tactics, and they were followed by practical illustrations. "I wish they'd let us have a chance at the horses," remarked Dick, to Paul, when they were studying in their room one evening. "The older cadets have plenty of cavalry drill, but we have to march around, carrying heavy guns, and doing all sorts of stunts like that." "I understand we're to have our innings next week." "Is that so? Good!" Dick, and many other of the new cadets who loved horses were pleased to see a notice posted, a few days after this, stating that instructions in riding, and cavalry exercises, were to be given in the big shed and would begin the following Monday. "Now we'll have some fun," said Dick. "Aren't you glad, Paul?" "Well, I don't care much about horses. I feel safer on my feet." "Oh, you'll get used to a horse soon enough, and then you'll never want to walk." There were good horses in the academy stables, and, to his delight, a fine mount was assigned to Dick. He made friends with the animal at once, and when the "awkward squad" was put through their paces, Dick earned commendation from the drill master for the excellent seat he maintained. For a week or more Dick and his fellow freshmen practiced every day in the riding hall. The cadets who at first sat insecurely in the saddle were beginning to learn how to maintain themselves, and one afternoon the drill master announced that the next day they would be allowed to go out on the cavalry plain. "That's the stuff!" cried Dick. "I've been wanting a good gallop for a long time." "Guess we won't have much chance to gallop," replied Paul, who had been transferred to Dick's company. "Dutton's so mean he'll probably keep us at an easy walk. He thinks no one knows how to ride but him." "I'll show him, if I get a chance," murmured Dick. The cadets were formed into four companies the next day, and sent out on the cavalry plain for practice. "Now I don't want any exhibitions of fancy riding," announced Ray Dutton, as he led the cadets over whom he had charge out from the drill hall. "You've got to creep before you walk, you know. Just take it easy, and we'll make a few circuits of the grounds." "Pity he wouldn't let us gallop," said Dick, in a low voice to Paul, beside whom he was riding. "Silence in the ranks!" exclaimed the cadet captain sharply. "Hamilton, if you speak again I'll report you." Dick felt the hot blood mount to his face, but he kept his temper. They went around at a slow pace, many of the lads chaffing under the restraint. Then Dutton gave the command to trot, and they let their horses out a trifle.