Penny Dreadfuls, 1897 · page 8 of 35
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6 FRANK MERRIWELL AS ANCHOR. quired to do just so many hours of exer- cise of some kind or another every day. | While they remained in New Haven it was no very dificult matter to see to it that every one of the contestants obeyed the regulations of the managing com- mittee. In New York it was not quite so easy, for the members of the committee were a good deal occupied in discussing arrange- ments with the committees from other colleges who were quartered at different hotels. Wen it happened that al] the commit- tee had to be away from the Murray Hill at the saime time, the oversight of the Yale crew was left to Browning, who was the most experienced athlete among them. There was not much for him to do, for each one of the contestants had a pro- gramme of exercise laid out for him. There was to be just so much walking, and at cettain hours, and the rest of the time, except for meals, was to be putin in resting. It was understood that as often as pos- sible the entire crowd should walk to- gether, and this they did on the first evening after their arrival. They went up Fifth Avenue to Central Park, and walked rapidly for fully an hour among its winding paths; then they returned to their hotel, had baths, and went early to bed. During the next day, Tuesday, the contestants were left pretty much to themselyes as the members of the com- mittee were away most of the time. After one of the meetings with the committees from other colleges, the Yale managers, finding that a number of things had to be done, divided up the work and separated. | Three or four hours later Rowland and Frank met on the way to the hotel where their companions were staying. They reported to each other what they had done, and then fell as usual into discuss- ing the prospects for victory. “IT saw the Cornell tug of war team out for a run,”’ said Rowland. ‘Ah! What do they look like?’ Frank responded, without much show of mterest. “Beef!” said Rowland. ‘Nat dangerous, then, el?’’ ‘‘Why, no, I presume not. They Jook as if they could carry you fellows around on one hand, but it seemed to me they were clumsy in their running.”” , “¥ don’t fear thent,’’ said Frank; ‘‘I’d heard from some other fellows that Cor: nell was counting on weight more than anything else, and as you know, I take more stock in head work.”’ ‘“Phere’s this to think of, though,”’ remarked Rowland, ‘‘if a beefy team gets the fall on you by the fraction of a second, you simply can’t stand it. That’s the time when dead weight will tell.’ ‘The Cornell beef-eaters won’t get the drop on Yale,’’ returned Frank, quietly. ‘No, I guess not, and for that matter, so far as I can hear, there seems to be no doubt in anybody’s mind that the real contest will be between Vale and Prince- ton.’?. “ave you seen the Harvard men?” . asked Frank. ‘““No, but we know all about them, don’t we??? “I think so. They’re a gamey lot, but I don’t think they can stand against us. The fact is Rowland, ’m thinking more of the other events than the tug of war just now.”? | ‘So? Iwould have supposed you would be capable of thinking of nothing else.” Frank shook his head. | ‘The tug of war doesn’t worry me a little bit,’? he said, ‘‘but as one of the managers I should feel pretty badly if we | fell down on everything else.”’ “QO, we're not going to fall down; there are two or three events, you kno CONnniclooo - Si