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li “Tt is too good!” he cried. FRANK MERRIWELL’S DASH. “And you|selves, and I caught what Rattleton was: will go into the mile run sure! Browning |saying just as I came in.”’ caused Pierson to tackle you.”? Frank told Bruce all about the night ‘Tt seems that I have done pretty wellirun, and a lazy smile spread over the fat in athletic matters this spring,’’ said|lad’s round face as he listened. Frank, ‘‘and I was rather indifferent con- cerning the matter of taking any prom1-|claimed. ‘“That’s a corker on Pierson!’? he ex- ‘He thinks he is some when it nent part in the tournament at Madisonjcomes to a long-distance run, and I'll oquare. However, if I can do anything | wager something that you have fixed him to uphold the standard of Old Eli, I want|so he will fight to get you into that race. to do my best.”’ **Frank, if you run.in that race, you; ha! * * | will win,’? came soberly from Harry’s lips. ‘‘¥ shall stake every dollar I can rake on you. If you do win, Dll have enough cash to take me through the sum- mer vacation we have planned.”’ The door had been softly opened, and the most of Rattleton’s speech was over- heard by athird person, who now ex- claimed : ‘‘And I’m going to bank my cash on you, Merriwell! If you win, PU—DPl— why, hang me! I'll make that trip across the continent with you!’ It was Bruce Browning, who advanced into the room. ‘* Are you in earnest about that, Bruce ?’’ asked Frank. | “You bet Iam in earnest !” was the assurance. | “*VYou will try to pump a bicycle from New York to San Francisco?” | “Try it! Confound it! I tell you I'll do itif you win the mile run for Old) Yale! — **Then,’’ said Frank, ‘*T havea double object to work for, and I am going to win if it is in my body to do so!’ Rattleton was astonished to see Brown- ing show so much animation. “Why, you actually appear like your old self!"’ he exclaimed. Bruce sat down. | **Tell me about it,’’ he invited, speak- ing to Frank. ‘Some of the fellows said they saw you and Pierson chasing your- I can see him bidding yuu farewell! Ha! ha! And then I can see him when you took your turn! Ha! ha! ha!’?’ Bruce laughed in a hearty manner, and, for some time they talked over the events of the evening. *““What sort of a fellow is Yates?” asked Frank. “I’ve never met him to have a talk with him.” ‘Oh, he isn’t half bad,’ answered Bruce, in a somewhat non-committal manner. *“I presume he will feel injured if I am chosen to run, instead of him ?”? “What if he does? That’s none of your business. ’’ CHAPTER VI. THE RUN TO. THE .STATION. The final ball game of the series be- tween Harvard and Vale was to take place at Springfield. The day of the game ar- rived, and there was an exodus from Yale. : There was a rush for the last train by which the college lads could reach Springfield in time.to witness the whole of the game. _On their way to the station, Frank and Harry fell in with Jack Diamond and Danny Griswold. | “We've got to hurry, said Diamond, glancing at his watch. ‘‘There is no time to waste if we want to catch the train.”’ They soon overtook-Flemming, Emery and Yates. These fellows were in. the company of several other lads, amon COMmicboolks.conm