Brighton
had her heroes at home, and she was doing them full honor. Many of
the boys had enlisted in the various branches of service and were now
"over there." But those who remained held a joyous reception in honor
of the two whose stirring deeds had brought such signal honor to the
school that had sent them forth.
A few minutes after ten o'clock, when all the boys had been rung to
their rooms and lights were out, two young naval lieutenants stood at
the foot of the campus, gazing back at the facade of the familiar
old dormitory, its windows framing the heads of many youths who were
shouting a farewell to their old friends.
The boys stood in silence contemplating the picture---listening to the
chorus of good-bys.
Ted was first to speak.
"I guess it was worth while, chum---our going away to serve our country
and coming back to get a reception like this," he faltered.
"And then some!" came Jack's answer. "For Brighton and for Uncle Sam!
That's us!"
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