“Now, boys, I owe you a word of explanation.” Frank Merriwell, senior, faced the victorious Clippings, who were lined up around Mrs. McQuade’s extended dinner table. “I want you to know why I did this. It wasn’t to gamble, as most of you know that I don’t countenance that so-called sport for a minute. It …
“Too bad about Ted Crockett,” said Garding, pulling on the weights. “For Fardale, you mean,” returned Lee Chester. “Fine for Ted.” “Uh-huh,” Hunt Garding paused with a sigh. “Going around the world with his dad, eh?” “He’s foolish! I’d sooner be captain of the Fardale nine than go around the world a dozen times! When …
Carsonville was emptying itself. Every person in town, young and old, was a baseball enthusiast. The grand stand and bleachers of the club grounds were invariably crowded every Saturday. But on this one Saturday it seemed as though the town had gone crazy over the game. So, after a fashion, it had. Despite its support …
On Friday morning, the day before the game, Colonel Carson was standing in the lobby of the Carsonville Bank. He appeared extremely discontented. “Not a one,” he said disgustedly. “Everybody in town is scared to bet on them Clippings.” “I don’t wonder,” sneered Bully Carson derisively. “They’re a bunch of pick-ups.” Bully Carson wore his …
The connection, however, was so plainly an accident, and Squint himself looked so bewildered, that every one roared with laughter. The ball went almost straight up in the air over first, until it seemed to lose itself in the sky. Fletcher came pounding down the base line, while Bully Carson, behind first, sent a roar …
“Here’s the boy wonder!” announced Squint Fletcher. “Soak him in the bean!” As Carson began to wind up, a voice pierced the roar of cheers that startled Frank. It seemed like a voice that he knew well. “Fardale forever! Hurrah for old Fardale!” Merry could not tell whence that voice came, but he gripped his …
On that Saturday evening there was a momentous discussion under way at the quarters of Colonel Gunn, principal of Fardale Academy. It was here that Coach Trayne occupied a room, and in his room was seated Ted Crockett, the present captain of the Fardale baseball team. The two were discussing the future destinies of the …
Randall slowly returned home to the barracks. His heart was hot against Chip Merriwell, and hotter yet against the crowd who had acclaimed his rival. “Confounded Yankees!” he muttered. “Whatever did I come to this part of the country for, anyway! Just because I had an uncle livin’ at Carsonville, I reckon. I wish I …
“There’s nothing like being square, fellows. You can’t beat it, I don’t care what any one says. It’s not so much whether you win or lose, it’s simply that you feel square inside. That’s what Davy Crockett meant when he said: ‘Be sure you’re right, then go ahead!’ Davy didn’t care a snap about dying—he …
“Why don’t you finish the year at Fardale, Chip?” Billy Mac was distinctly worried. So was Owen Clancy. “I’m sure I don’t know,” returned Frank, with a frown. “Dad only hinted that he and I might go West. Looked as though Uncle Dick was mixed up in it, too, but I couldn’t get him to …