Tip Top Weekly No. 80: Frank Merriwell as 'Anchor' — page 20: what you’re looking at

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18 | ae FRANK MERRIWELL AS ANCHOR, “¥ou'’re a fine man to carry Yale’s banner to victory, aren’t you!’ demanded Hill, savagely. ‘*Hold on, fellows,’ interrupted Frank ; ‘“there’s no use in rubbing it in. How did it happpen, Mellor?” “QO, it’s just my confounded foolish- ness,’? Mellor replied with a groan; ‘'I wanted to see a little bit of city life, but I had no idea of drinking. 1 had heard of a place where all sorts of toughs resorted, and I went in there siinpiv to look on.” “Better have stayed in the hotel,” muttered Hill. oe ‘Go on,’’ said Merriwell. “Well, there was quite a crowd there, aud among them were two or three Princeton students.’? “How do you know?”’ . "Why, I saw the orange colors that they wore, and I heard them offering bets on Princeton to other men who were standing atound.”’ “‘Did you speak to them?’ — ‘‘Not until they spoke to me.” ‘How did that happen ?”’ “Why, one of them caught my eye, looked at me sharply, and then asked 7 politely if my name wasn’t Mellor, and if | I felt kind of I didn’t belong to Yale. flattered at being recognized- 3 “Tt made you think you were a great man, didn’t it’ exclaimed Hill. “OQ, keep still !’? said Frank. tell his story, this is important to all of us.?? . | Mellor ground his teeth and exclaizued: “You can’t make me feel any. worse about this than I fee] already.’”. “We don’t want you to make any con- fession, Mellor,’ ‘said Frank, gently; “that isn’t what we're after; for unfor- tunately, I. know ‘only too well what you'd have to confess to. | - *(The point we want to get at is s what these Princeton men said, for I’m inclined — to think that there’s somethirng.of a con-. Tet him | the form of drinking with them. had a bottle of champagne, and I drank ale? spiracy on foot to. down Yale and the other colleges by unfair means.’ Mellor looked a little puzzled, but atl- swered : ‘After I had admitted. who I was, the fellow who spoke to me asked how I felt I told hin I was all ready to meet Priceton’s best man, about the wrestling match. and then he asked if I was betting any money on it. said ‘that's right.’ 7? | “What followed >” “QO there were a number of polite tee marks, and the crowd got around; the Princeton men suggested that it would be pleasanter if we were by ourselves, and I felt that they were right. “They were so decent about it that I had uo hesitation in going into a back room with them. There they asked if I was taking anything.” | ““Did you say you were ‘taking every- thing that came your way?” asked Hill, “No, I didn’t. I told then I’ was 11] | _ training, and could take nothing but ‘Bass ale.’’ “Buhl? grunted Hill, ‘* Did they set up a bottie asked Rowland. ‘' Ves, It was ‘about ‘the dinner hour at which time I was allowed to take ale, and I thought that it would do no. hart : of course it was wrong—l admit it now, but at the time I thought a single olass of ale wouldn’t hurt me, and it would be more polite to these chaps to go through So they - Mellor hesitated. “Von seem to have had your: head aboilt you,’’ remarked Frank. ‘“‘How did you happen — to. get to: drinking Shani pagne??? | **T don’t know,’ 9 he ‘anewered gloom. ily; ‘the ale seemed to make me half drowsy, whereas usually. I don’t see an I shook my head, and he GOGO OO Si