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222--Frank Merriwell, Jr.’s, Fight for Right 223--Frank Merriwell, Jr.’s, Team Work
224--Frank Merriwell, Jr.’s, Athletic Team 225--Frank Merriwell, Jr.’s, Peck of Trouble 226--Frank Merriwell, Jr.’s, Ordeal
227--Frank Merriwell, Jr., Birdman 228--Frank Merriwell, Jr., at the Old School
229--Frank Merriwell, Jr.’s, Repentant Enemy 230--Frank Merriwell, Jr.’s, Gridiron Honors
231--Frank Merriwell, Jr., on the Border 232--Frank Merriwell’s Diamond Foes
233--The Merriwell Company 234--Dick Merriwell and June Arlington
Frank Merriwell’s Diamond Foes OR STRAIGHT OVER THE PLATE
STREET & SMITH CORPORATION PUBLISHERS 79-89 Seventh Avenue, New York
Copyright, 1914 By STREET & SMITH Frank Merriwell’s Diamond Foes
All rights reserved, including that of translation into foreign languages, including the Scandinavian.
CHAPTER I. COLONEL CARSON, OF CARSONVILLE.
Chip Merriwell, in running togs, had just taken a rail fence at a flying leap. As he dropped into the road beyond the fence, he halted suddenly and gave vent to a startled exclamation.
Almost at the same instant, a second figure in athletic shirt and track pants came hurtling over the fence, pulled up abruptly, and stood hanging on to Merry’s shoulder. This second person was Billy McQuade, with whom Frank Merriwell, junior, was spending a few days of the spring vacation.
The two friends had left home for a cross-country hike together. It was now the middle of the forenoon, they were on their way back, and had still four miles to go before reaching Carsonville.
The crisp spring air of morning gave the two runners new life at every breath. To many a languid youth it spelled laziness and lack of all effort, but Merry and his friend knew from experience that “spring fever” is only a convenient name for doing nothing. Both of them were looking forward to a luxurious relaxation in the long grass by the Carsonville mill pond that afternoon, but they intended to make it all the more enjoyable by an honest physical weariness.