Of course, before they went back to rejoin "Little Mack," Bill Witt,
Mike Mowrey and all their old seafaring mates, they visited Brighton.
It was late afternoon of an October day when the young lieutenants,
spic and span in their uniforms, walked briskly up old Pine Street to
the campus of Brighton. Many of the students were loafing about the
campus awaiting the ringing of the dinner gong when the boys arrived.
Hardly had they climbed the gray stone steps leading to the campus,
however, before they were recognized.
"Hurrah for Jack Hammond and Ted Wainwright!" the cry resounded. Word
of their arrival spread through the dormitories and soon a mob of
chattering schoolboys surrounded the two young officers. As the dinner
gong sounded, the heroes were hoisted to the shoulders of their old
chums and carried into the dining room. There they met all the
"profs" and were compelled to hold an impromptu reception while the
dinner waited.
The study period that night at Brighton was set back an hour.
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