The Putnam Hall Cadets; Or, Good Times in School and Out

"Hurrah, Jack, I've got news! To-morrow we are going to ballot for officers!" "I'm glad to hear that," answered Jack Ruddy, as he threw down the algebra he had been studying. "I was almost afraid we weren't going to have officers this term." "I suppose Captain Putnam wanted to find out if there was any military material here before he let us fellows take charge," went on Pepper Ditmore, as he swung himself up on a corner of the dormitory table. "Tell you what, Jack, it's a great thing to organize a school like this, and get everything in working order, all in six weeks." "Do you think you are organized, Pep?" queried Jack Ruddy, with a twinkle in his eyes. "I'm organized about as much as I'll ever be," returned Pepper Ditmore. "You can't expect a fellow like me to settle down and be as quiet as a lamb, can you?"