Tip Top Weekly No. 80: Frank Merriwell as 'Anchor' — page 28: what you’re looking at

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26 “The pain was fearful for a moment, and it .don’t feel very good yet. I saw that it was a trick.” ‘*Didn’t the fellow get out?’’ ‘‘No. I was bound that he should be caught somehow, and as there was too much howling outside to make myself heard, I.couldn’t call for help. ‘I dragged myself to the door here, and if he had made any attempt to get by I’d have held him if it killed ine.” ‘‘HYe may have got out of a window.” “T think not, or I should have heard him.’ “Well find out about this,’’ said Row- land, emphatically, ‘‘but meanwhile the call is on for the tug of war with Prince- ton. Can you ms The question was not competed, for Browning, with a wry face, held up his tight ari. His wrist was swollen to almost twice its usual size. ‘“*T couldn’t pull a baby, > he said, re- gretfully. The fellows looked blue, and Hil groaned disinally. ‘‘Rowland,’’ said Frank, in a quick, decisive tone, ‘‘go back into the hall and tell the coinimittee of arrangements that our anchor js disabled, and that we shall have to have five minutes to get our sub- stitute in order.’ ‘Who in thunder can you substitute ?”” asked Hill. ‘*Rattleton.”’ ‘*But he never trained as anchor.”? “T'}] put him on the rope.”’ “Who will be anchor, then?” “CT will.” Vor !?? “Why not??? “You're too light, Merriwell !?? Frank shrugged his shoulders. “If you can think of anybody else in the college,’’ he said, ‘‘who is better qualified thanIam to meet this emer- gency, bring him along.”? | No, nol’? exclaimed the others in chorus, ‘‘you’re the man, Frank. This is your event, and the team may win out with you after all.’’. “Tt isn’t a question of winning out now,’’ he responded, ‘‘but of taking our part in the tournament. Go on, Rowland, FRANK MERRIWELL AS ANCHOR. and when you’ve spoken to the com- . mittee, call for Rattleton, and have him | come here ina hurry.”’ Rowland went away, and then Frank stepped over and lifted Browning into a chair. ‘“One of you fellows,’ he said, ‘‘find somebody to get a physician. There must be a hundred of them in the audience.” There were several other students not connected with the team about the door at this time, and two ‘or three of them started away at once. ‘‘Now, then, Hill,’ said Frank, quiet- ly, “lets see what we can do about this rascal that has tried to disable us.”’ Hill nodded and stepped into the room. ‘“The rest of you fellows,’ said Frank, ‘stay at the door and don’t let anybody out.’ ‘‘Look out for the greased spot,’’ said Bruce, warningly. Hill and Frank went into the middle of the room, where there was a double line of lockers extending nearly its whole length. There were two windows at the end, one of which was down slightly at _ the top, the other was closed. They looked up at it, and then at each other. ‘He hasn’t gone out,’’ said Frank, confidently, ina low tone. ‘*Try all the lockers. ’? They started down, one on each side, opening first the doors of closets in> which they and their companions had placed their clothes. Nothing had been disturbed there. As they. went they found nothing but empty lockers but presently Frank came to one the door of which he could not open. The handle was simply a knob, and the door was held fast by a Yale lock. He looked at it a moment, then, drawing back, gave the door a terrific kick squarely upon the lock The thin wood broke at once, and an- other kick splintered it. from top to bottom. At that instant a man dashed out, tried to push Frank aside and make for the. door. Frank recognized him at once as one of the men he had seen with Hig- gins at the Hoffman House. COMICELOO® KS co