Penny Dreadfuls, 1897 · page 26 of 37
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22 FRANK MERRIWELL'S DASH. Coulter was nervous and rather wild at|it seemed that Old Man Hicks had done first, but, he puzzled the Yale men, who! that, and so he sat still. could not hit him when he did get them over. ‘Tf he steadies down, he will prove to: be a bad man,”’ said Frank, ‘This is his first trial on the regular! twists. But Yale could not score. Coulter iseemed to feel that the vpportunity of his life had arrived, and he sent the Spatl- soberly. | ding’s over the plate with all sorts of The Yale men could not make team, and he is not at his best just | fair and satisfactory connections with the now.’ Yale secured one sccre in the fourth ball, so no man reached home. Hicks was lucky, and he succeeded in inning, while Harvard retired with her!scattering the hits, which, with fine sup- third whitewash. In the fifth there was a change. ter did steady down in a snost astonishing inanner, for he sent the Yale men to the bench in one-two-three order. That seemed to give Harvard new life, and, when she came toe bat, she showed a determination to do something. Right there was where Heffiner took a streak of wildness, and Harvard scored three times. Coulter kept up his work in the sixth, by allowing but one short single to be taken off his delivery, and no Yale man got further than second base. Then it seemed that Harvard came to the plate with a determination to ‘‘pound it out.’? The defenders of the crimson jumped on Heffiner’s curves, and the way they banged the leather gave the Yale crowd symptoms of heart failure. A single, a two-bagger and a homer in quick succession caused Heffiner to de- velop a bad case of ‘‘rattles,*? and it seemed that Harvard would never let up. There was consternation in the Yale ranks when Harvard tied the score with but one man out, and that consternation threatened to become a panic when. two more scores came in. Old Man Hicks was set at work “warning up,’’ although it was felt that he must be a desperate resort. When Harvard scored again, Hicks was- sent into the box. The change seemed to work well, for Harvard's score getting was brought to an abrupt termination. But Yale was in a desperate situation, for, at the beginning of the seventh Harvard was three scores in the lead. ' Merriwell had been on the point of; going down and offering to do what he) could to check Harvard's wild career, but port, enabled him to retire Harvard with Coul-|another goose’s egg. The eighth inning was disastrous for the blue, “although Yale wonascore by hard base running. When Harvard took her turn, she seemed to fathom Dad Hicks’ delivery, and, for a short time, he was treated quite as bad as Heffiner had been. At the end of the eighth inning Harvard was six scores aliead, and it was plain that the game was lost for Yale. Scores of sad-faced Yale spectators were heard expressing regret that Frank Merriwell had not been used in the ame. Some of the wearers of the blue left the field immediately, unwilling to witness the termination of the game. With despair set upon their faces, the Yale men went to the bat, ready to fight to the last gasp. But Coulter was also determined not to let slip any of the glory he had won, and all Yale’s efforts to score were fruitless. The game ended with Harvard still six in the lead. | Phil Coulter was the hero of Harvard that aight, while poor Hugh Heffner re-. turned to New Haven with his heart al- most bursting with disappointment. CHAPTER X. _ KIDNAPED. ‘We'll down Harvard in everything at the tournament,’’ was the angry resolve of the disappointed Yale crowd, who re- turned to New Haven to find no band and no great gathering of cheering students . awaiting them at the station. Among them all, not excepting Hugh Heffner himself, no one felt worse about the defeat. than did Frank Merriwell. In his heart, he blamed himself for not go- ing to the manager of the Yale team and offering his services in case of emer- gency. He ‘knew it was possible he might not have been able to save, the gare but <= (C(O) An