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FRANK MERBIWELL'S DASH. 23 still the possibility that he might have|loafing on the veranda and awaiting his done so boré heavily upon him. reappearanice. | But Frank did not dream that his; As he was passing through a smaii enemies would make-capital out of the|patch of woods, a cord that was strung fact that he had not taken any part in the jacross the road, about six inches from the game. He did not know they were say-/ground, tripped him, and he fell heavily. ing he had kept among the spectators} Frank was stunned by the shock. Be- where he could not be found when things/fore he could recover, dark forms rushed seemed to turn against Yale. out and flung themselves upon him. ‘‘Merriwell didn’t dare pitch any part} Frank realized that he had been at- of that game,’’ they were saying. ‘‘He itacked, and he tried to make a fight of was afraid, and he knew it would dim it, but the shock of the fall had taken his glory if Harvard. won. He has hisjaway his strength, and then he found record, and you won’t see him pitching) there were three against him. out any games in order to pull Yale out; ‘* Work lively!’’ growled a hoarse voice. of a hole.”? | ‘“‘He’s worse than a tiger in a scrap!” But Vates had ruined his chance of| His hands were twisted about behind running in the mile race at the tourna- his back and held there, while a cord was iaent by getting full on the train. Di-|bound about them. In a remarkably rectly after the next meeting of the com-| brief space of time he was rendered help- mittee of arrangements, Frank was noti-|4€SS. fied that he had been chosen to represent Then Frank’s feet were bound, and he Yale. was forced to submit to the tying ofa Bach night Frank took a run out into blindfold over his eyes. Before this was the country. He was determined to put accomplished, however, he saw the three : 1f 3 b oye - {men through the gloom and discovered = m the very best conainion Poss} that all wore masks to hide their faces. This practice of Merriwell’s was gen- When Frank was blindfolded, the man interest by friends and foes. | ; : | ; ‘*Bring out the team.”’ The time for the tournament drew) Frank’s ears told him that one of the neat. Atrangements for all the contests)men went away, and soon, by the sound, had been completed. The end of the : the boy decided that a team was. being spring terms had come. Commencement!prought from some place in the woods, was.over, and another class had been | where it had been concealed. showered with sheepskins. Oo ‘What sort of a job is this?’? thought In all the doings of this busy time of | the captive lad. ‘‘It seems to bea case the college year Merriwell took little/ of real highwaymen right here in Con- part, as he was putting himself in shape ; : to do his best at the tournament, and the time he had to spare from ‘‘grinding”’ was given to hard physical work. Then he went down to a summer cot- tage on the sound. The cottage was lo- cated near Southport, and there he con- tinued his training, taking long runs into the country. ee ‘The day before the great tournament came at last. That afternoon Frank took his last run in training. He waited till near evening, and then jogged gently out along the country road. 4 It was dusk when he turned back to- ward the cottage where he knew Bruce Browning, Rattleton and Diamond were highwaymen, for then they would have robbed me and let me go. They are up ta something else. ’’ He soon found that his captors meant to remove him from the spot, for he was lifted from the ground and tossed into the bottom of the wagon, like a sack of grain. Then the men climbed m, the horse was whipped up, and away they all went. | Oe After a drive of at least two hours, dur- ing which Frank had several times asked where they were taking him, and had been repeatedly cautioned to “‘shut mp,” the team cametoahalt, = | Frank was glad of it, for much of the necticut. And still they donotseem like CONIICoooKS (C(O)