"You've got more room
than I, now."
"Silence in the ranks!" said the instructor authoritatively.
"Frank Frost, I desire you to see that the boys stand at regular
distances." This was accomplished.
"Turn out your feet equally, so as to form a right angle with
each other. So."
Mr. Morton illustrated his meaning practically. This was very
necessary, as some of the boys had very confused ideas as to what
was meant by a right angle.
After some time this order was satisfactorily carried out.
"The knees must be straight. I see that some are bent, as if the
weight of the body were too much for them. Not too stiff! Rivers,
yours are too rigid. You couldn't walk a mile in that way without
becoming very tired. There, that is much better. Notice my
position."
The boys, after adjusting their positions, looked at the rest to
see how they had succeeded.
"Don't look at each other," said Mr. Morton. "If you do you will
be certain to make blunders. I notice that some of you are
standing with one shoulder higher than the other.
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