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Frank Merriwell at Yale

Chapter 7 A SURPRISE.

Word Count: 2852    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

rking a job on him. It seemed an absolute certainty that some one of the party

, Frank felt that Roll Ditson was the telltale. Of this he had no pro

o Merriwell to go slow. At the same time, in all public places he avowed

ning sneered. "What he needs is polis

ere were one or two who did not like Browning and would h

ll received an anonymous note warning him to keep in h

e prepared. With this object in view, he gathered ten stout fres

ry piled up on tables and chairs, imitation buckskin suits, feathered headdresses, bows, arrow

er, his eyes bulging, "wha

u spoke of capturing scalps the other evening," laughed Fra

up? Wh

and I will tell you

icient to induce them to obey,

as he rubbed the war paint on his face. "Won't we make

h other, and Frank

o make up, Merry?"

I am to be

hat's in the

ome sophs, led by Browning, are coming

ake yo

es

n," laughed Rattleton, arran

ome here, we'll be ready for them. If they

ather a serious matte

rriwell knows his business. Hurry up with your m

a decidedly savage-looking band they were when all

proud of you. To-night-to-night we dea

hat the layout is," ea

ows outside to let me know when the enemy approaches and to take a hand in the game at the right time.

s room, where they smoked and

and coolly went

ere was a sound of wheels outside.

ascended the stairs and the

," calle

Ditson sauntered in, smoki

cried, looking ar

. "It's beastly stupid but I am h

me and get a little

use me to-night. I don'

refusing. Roll stopped near a table a

imed. "Aren't going into amate

," smiled Frank.

as if in doubt concerning his sincerit

lettering on the stick. "You don't

haps

ere at Yale, old man," said Ditson, with apparent

ink

dead sur

nk y

ll yawn

're stupid from digging over thos

N

won

o excuse me to

omething. As I came in, there was a fellow do

ow? Who

ome of the stu

him up, Ditson. You can open the door and le

y you won't come out, old fel.

d-ni

d Frank heard him d

ain lay back in his chair, elevating his feet to the top of

Often he wondered why Mrs. Harr

erings in the hall. Then one person seemed to ascend the stairs very slowly, but he made out

parently quite unaware that an

he stairs and advanced to the door,

Frank once

was wrapped in a big overcoat and wore a wide-brimmed hat slouched ove

Frank, as if surpri

nger, with a warning g

es

s your r

ut

d lads appeared at the door and leaped into the room. One o

st one, and it struck the fellow'

tenance of Bruce Br

he lively freshman as he darted behind the ta

cted Browning. "

required, for the whistle that came from the lips of the di

pen as if assaulted by a catapault, and in

d sophomores, and for a short tim

m the room, but three of the savages laid

," ordered Frank. "Come on, two or three of you

e door he

glimpse of the painted faces, uttered a wild shri

k as he prepared to fl

d Harry Rattleton,

y," warned Merriwell. "I w

ah

t leaped a youth who seemed to be hotly pursued b

expected it would be, and he was on t

there, though he did kick up some. A part of our gang wa

. "Av ye hurry, Oi'll sthay to take him away; but Oi'll not rema

Frank. "They're bringing him downstairs now. We had to take tw

d the driver. "Oi'd not loike t

e time that Frank was one of the party he

open door of the hack, and that fellow had promptly taken to

one of the party escaped he would report to the sophs, who wer

heir captives, who were swiftly thrust into the h

and upon the hack, and then Frank gave the signal,

ck," sai

"Thot's not pwhere ye wur

gramme. East Rock is whe

ight, m

Indeed, Rattleton could not refrain from "letting off steam," as he cal

ight! 'Um

ded Frank. "Want to let the so

n't c

e a rescue party

op any chost-I mean c

ly from the driver. "An' is it

re," returned H

do ye yell fer

keep on driving if you want to retain your

t deserted streets. By the time the outskirts of th

w moments the entire band caught the words and the tune. A

o good old '

ker, sure as fa

et the so

e feeling

d old 'Umpty-eigh

saw!" cried the driver. "An' it's not wan av yez Oi

ged," explain

for a week," declared Harry Rattleton.

river. "Oi want to see

ut Frank caught the whip an

want?" aske

ant m

ce, but he was beginning to suspect that the party that hired him had com

said Frank, sternly,

at f

ve received money at two separate and disti

he driver. "It's ow

shmen smoking and singing, while the captive soph

ng a cigarette and brandishing a wooden tomahawk at the same tim

in your hatred and your greed. You have even been so unreasonable that whenever a poor red man has secured a few paleface scalps as trophies to hang in his wigwam you have taken your trusty rifles and gone forth with great fury and shot the poor Indian full of hard bullets. You have done heap many things that you would not have done if you had not done so. But now, poor, shivering do

d struck out," growle

ake! That's not torture after being obliged to inhale his breath. My kingdom for some chlorof

ng us, great chief?" as

smal. "At the stake you shall stand arraye

" murmured Browning-"n

at the stake!" muttered a soph in

take me out! I can't get ahead

chance to give it to you," declared the

ainted savage

ewell! farewel

off to L

ee my Su

-wolly-woodle'

ph out to East Rock, and as they were the ones who e

t was bound to go down in history as the most audacious and daring piec

t of being the originator of the scheme and

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