Tip Top Weekly No. 52: Frank Merriwell's Dash — page 16: what you’re looking at

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FRANK MERRIWELL’S DASH. would work for such things;’’? growled hour! I will admit that this beats any- thing I ever experienced !”” Then he flopped down on the couch again, as if utterly overcome. EY Kou) fees CHAPTER V. AN INCITIVE TO WIN. Paul Pierson had made a discovery that night, and, before he left, he told Frank Merriwell to put himself into condition to enter one of the races at the Madison Square Garden tournament in New York. “You seem to be in pretty good condi- tion now,’’ he said, with a grim smile; “but you know whether you can improve your condition or not. If you can, do it, for you are liable to be pitted against men who will give you a decidedly hotter time than you have ever struck.’ *fAll right,’? said Frank, quietly. ‘You'll find that I shall be in shape, and I'll do my best to be a credit to Old Yale.” ‘“You have been a credit to Yale ever} since the day you entered college,’’ said Pierson, sincerely. ‘‘To-night has settled one thing in my mind. I believe you are a wonder in almost anything in the way of athletics. ’? : ) “Oh, not a wonder!’ said Frank. ‘‘But you can be sure that Iam bound to do my level best in anything I attempt.”’ **T know it! I am not sure [Pll be able to get you on, but Iam going to try to tun you into the one-mile race. We have! some men for the shorter dashes, but do not seem to have but one man besides yourself who can be considered for the mile run. He has been in training for some, time, and the committee had nearly de- cided on him. Now I am satisfied that you are the better man, but I'll have to satisfy the others.’” | ‘*T want you to bear witness that I have not worked to fill the place of any other fellow.’ ‘It might be better for Yale if you 13 Pierson. ‘‘You will not find other fellows holding back. If any chap is capable of Alling vour place at anything, you may be sure he will fill it, and he'll never stop to consider your feelings about the mat- ter.”? ‘*That is rust jite—I mean just right!” cried Rattleton, approvingly. | “Well, Iam going to my rooms and take a rub-down,”’ said Paul. ‘‘Goad- night, fellows.’’ ‘Good-night, Mr. Pierson.”’ When the door had closed behind Paul, Rattleton executed a grotesque dance on the carpet. ‘Whoop! he softly cried. ‘Didn't I knock him silly when I pretended not to know anything about the run this even- ing! Oh, wheejiz—er, jeewhiz! he nearly fainted when I told him you calmly walked into the room, took a sponge bath, put on another suit, and then we had been telling stories.’ ‘You rascal!’ cried Frank, laughing and giving Harry a shake, ‘That was all your own work. I didn’t know you were thinking of running sucha bluffon him.” ‘Never thought of it myself till he came in,’’ chuckled Harry. ‘‘Between us we managed to get you out of your other clothes, give you a quick rub, and jump you into a fresh suit before Pierson showed up.’? “‘Tt has been a very enjoyable evening,’’ smiled Frank, as he again deposited him- self on the easy chair. ‘If I had planned to have sport with Pierson, I could not have worked it better. You should have heard me panting and puffing along be- hind him on our way out! have heard him bidding me good-by when we started to come back! And then you should have heard ‘me asking him if he was ill when I got ready to leave him !? Harry laughed in the heartiest manner, as his imagination supplied the picture. You should. ECOMMICE HOO SS (CO)