Tom Taylor at West Point

Tom Taylor, a well set up, pleasant-faced lad of about sixteen, came marching up the path that led from the street to the front door of the cottage. Tom was whistling a cheerful...

“Tom, dear! You seem to forget that I haven’t my seven-league boots on. I can’t keep up with you,” and she laughed, though there was a worried look in her eyes.

Tom realized that this first preliminary mental examination was, in a way, not so important as would be the one he must undergo later at West Point, should he be successful in r...

There was a blur before Tom’s eyes; a blur that made the letters and words on the paper in front of him seem misty and far away. He caught his breath sharply. He remembered that...

A few days after Tom had received the letter from Congressman Hutton, our hero was further elated to get another missive through the mail. This came in a long official-looking e...

Tom was taken almost completely by surprise when the attack came. It seemed so uncalled for, and so unnecessary. But Tom was not the one to stand and be struck without giving, i...

Our hero was excited, and no wonder. He had gone through many unusual experiences since he had begun to think of going to West Point, and now he was on the verge of new ones. He...

Tom, who had, with the other two candidates, dragged the bedding and other things to the room they were to share in common, at least for a time, looked at his companions. They h...

Tom managed to stand up, though he felt weak and dizzy. He saw rather sheepish looks on the faces of the two yearlings who had begun to haze him. Behind them stood one of the ol...

It was Sam Leland who gave utterance to the first remark, and Harry Houston who spoke the second, with a doleful shake of his head. And it was Tom Taylor who propounded the ques...

Captain Hawkesbury received Tom with a grim smile. In his heart Tom felt a deep dislike for this man who, in some manner or other, had so profited by Mr. Taylor’s tangled proper...

He was an experienced man, and, doubtless had played the same trick himself many a time. He stooped and looked under the cots where the shoes of the “plebes” should have been. T...

The Fourth of July was looked forward to by all the cadets, the plebes no less than the upper classmen. To all it meant a day when most of the duties were suspended, and to the...

So suddenly had the “fracas,” as the boys referred to it afterward, taken place, that for the moment no one, not even Tom, knew what to do or say. They all remained, in strained...

They all knew what he meant. That they were to row to the rescue of those in the motor boat, where something had exploded--just what, whether merely a carburetor, filled with ga...

Tom had frequent letters from his mother, and in turn he sent her long accounts of his life at West Point. He emphasized the best points only, leaving out all references to the...

“It’s a pity if I shouldn’t be, mother, with all the bracing-back I’ve been doing in the last two years. For a time I thought I wouldn’t have anything but shoulders, but I’m get...

“Just a moment, Mr. Doolittle,” said our hero, coolly. “Did you want to look at this paper?” and he held the deed of trust, or, rather, the rough draft of it, up so the crabbed...

“Letter for you, Tom,” announced Sam one day, as his chum came in. “From home, I guess,” for Tom had told his chums the name of his home town, and it was plainly to be observed...

Tom seemed to himself to come back from some remote place with a wrench that shook his whole body. As he said afterward it was like falling through some vast space, bringing up...

For the moment Tom was so surprised that he did not move. He lay there, looking at the curiously pasted-together document, so strangely restored to him. Flack was on his way out...

“Found it right here on the ground. I picked it up--” he paused to look at the open window of Captain Hawkesbury’s room. “Why, say!” Sam exclaimed, “it must have come from there!”

Tom had remarked to Sam, when discussing the matter of trying to discover what was going on between Captain Hawkesbury and Mr. Doolittle, that there were at that time only two h...

Softly Sam crossed the room and closed the door. This left him and Tom alone and unobserved in the vacant offices formerly occupied by Mr. Royse. The closing of the door also en...

Captain Hawkesbury did not wait for charges to be preferred against him for his action in keeping from Tom and Mrs. Taylor the money due them. The old army officer had kept secr...