A "WIRELESS" FOR LAFE.
Clancy was startled. He had only been half as successful as he thought
he had.
"Well, thunder!" he exclaimed, sitting up in bed. "Last night, Hiram, I
was sure I had all the money that had been taken from Phoenix by Lafe."
"This Was Bob Katz's satchel, wasn't it?" Hill asked, nodding toward the
grip.
"Yes."
"Well, Katz said he had only severity-five hundred in it, when it was
taken from him by Hogan and Wynn."
"That's so," mused Clancy. "I didn't have much time last night, to
reason matters out to a fine point. Half a loaf is better than no bread,
though, I've heard say. I hadn't dreamed of recovering a cent of that
fifteen thousand. Lafe and I are just so much ahead."
A knock fell on the door. Hill answered the summons and admitted Hank
Burton.
"Well, by golly!" exclaimed Hill.
"What's the matter?" queried Burton sourly.
"I told Clancy I didn't think you'd come. Seein' you sort o' surprised
me."
"What made you think I wouldn't come?" demanded Burton.
"Oh, the way you acted, the way you talked, and your low-down character,
gen'rally."
Burton flushed and scowled. Turning away from Hill he addressed himself
to Clancy.
"Here I am," said he. "Why did you want me to call here this morning?"
"I want to give you a grubstake," answered the motor wizard. "Hiram, if
there are five dry twenty-dollar bills in that heap, give them to
Burton."
Burton started, stared at Clancy, and then watched Hill while he knelt
down and selected five twenties from the drying bills.
"What are you doing this for?" asked Burton falteringly.
"Just trying to give you a little boost in the right direction."
"I'm not entitled to any of that money!"
"I think you are. You earned something last night. Take the hundred,
Burton, and see if you can't be square."
The young fellow's face paled, then the color dyed his cheeks. He stood
looking down at the floor, then presently lifted his head and moved
slightly toward Clancy and half raised his hand. Then he paused, once
more, whirled suddenly, and got out of the room as fast as he could.
Hill had been watching these strange maneuvers in frank amazement. "I
reckon he's locoed," he said, as soon as the door had closed behind
Burton.
"No," returned Clancy, "his gratitude was trying to express itself, but
couldn't quite make it. He has had his lesson, Hiram, and will profit by
it."
"He has profited a hundred dollars' worth, anyhow," commented Hill
dryly. "This Happy Trail of yours, Clancy, is a mighty queer one, seems
to me. For a ways, it follows the one I took in huntin' for dad; then it
branches off and points straight toward Gerald Wynn and his gang. Now
here we are at the end of it--and you're seventy-five hundred to the
good."
Clancy laughed.
"Get me a pencil and a piece of paper, Hiram," he requested.
Hiram found the writing materials and Clancy wrote out the following
message:
"LAFE WYNN, Phoenix, Arizona: Luck. Seventy-five hundred of the missing
fifteen thousand recovered. Cheer up. Happy Trail panning out better
than expected. Still gunning for Hill's father.
CLANCY."
"Right across the street," said Clancy, "is a wireless station. Take
this message over there, Hiram, and let the Hertzian waves get busy with
it at once."
"On the jump!" answered Hill.
"Better take a five-dollar bill with you," Clancy suggested.
Hill picked up the bank note.
"I'd like to see that money get dry before we spend it all," he
complained, and then went out with the wireless message for Lafe.
"Wonder if Lafe will feel any different when he gets that?" Clancy
murmured, smiling happily. "I know I'm feeling a whole lot different
myself!"
THE END.
"Owen Clancy's Double Trouble; or, The Motor Wizard's Mystery,"
concludes the red-headed chap's series of adventures, in the midst of
which we have left him at the conclusion of this story. You will find
the double-trouble story in the next issue of the weekly, No. 88, out
April 4th.
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[Chapters 4 - 6 of _The Snapshot Mystery_ not included as the story is
continued from a previous issue and continues in later issues.]
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THE COSSACKS.
The Cossacks are a race of freemen. The entire territory belongs to the
Cossack commune and every individual has an equal right to the use of
the land together with the pastures, hunting grounds, and fisheries. The
Cossacks pay no taxes to the government, but in lieu of this--and here
you see the connection between them and the Russian government--they are
bound to perform military service. They are divided into three
classes--first, the minors up to their sixteenth year; secondly, those
on actual service for a period of twenty-five years; therefore, until
their forty-second year; thirdly, those released from service, who
remain for five years, or until their forty-seventh year in the reserve,
after which period they are regarded as wholly released from service and
invalided. Every Cossack is obliged to equip, clothe, and arm himself at
his own expense, and to keep his horse. While on service beyond the
frontiers of his own country, he receives rations of food and provender,
and a small amount of pay. The artillery and train are at the charge of
the government. Instead of imposing taxes on the Don Cossacks, the
Russian government pays them an annual tribute, varying in peace and
war, together, with grants to be distributed among the widows and
orphans of those who have fallen in battle.
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A SATIRICAL REWARD.
There was perhaps more satire than gratitude in the reward bestowed by a
French lady on a surgeon for bleeding her--an operation in which the
lancet was so clumsily used that an artery was severed and the poor
woman bled to death. When she recognized that she was dying she made a
will in which she left the operator a life annuity of eight hundred
francs on condition "that he never again bleeds anybody as long as he
lives."
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DODGED THE TRAP.
Doctor James B. Angell tells in his reminiscences the following
enjoyable story of his college days at Brown University under the
presidency of Doctor Wayland:
The doctor's son, Heman Lincoln Wayland, one of my classmates, inherited
from his father a very keen wit. The passages between father and son
were often entertaining to the class. One day, when we were considering
a chapter in the fathers textbook on moral philosophy, Lincoln rose with
an expression of great solemnity and respect and said:
"Sir, I would like to propound a question."
"Well, sir, what is it?" was the reply.
"Well, sir," said the son, "in the learned author's work which we are
now perusing I observe the following remark," and then he quoted.
The class saw that fun was at hand and began to laugh.
"Well, what of it?" asked, the father, with a merry twinkle in his eye.
"Why," continued the son, "in another work of the same learned author,
entitled 'On the Limitation of Human Responsibility,' I find the
following passage."
He quoted again. Clearly the two passages were irreconcilable. The boys
were delighted to see that the doctor was in a trap and broke into loud
laughter.
"Well, what of it?" asked the doctor, and his eyes twinkled still more
merrily.
"Why," said the son, with the utmost gravity, "it has occurred to me
that I should like to know how the learned author reconciles the two
statements."
"Oh," said the father, "that is simple enough it only shows that since
he wrote the first book the learned author has learned something."
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THE COMPASS
News from All Points
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Books for Trainers and Athletes.
So many inquiries reach us from week to week concerning the various
manuals on athletic development, which we publish, that we have decided
to keep a list of them standing here. Any number can be had by mail by
remitting 10 cents, and 3 cents postage, for each copy, to the
publishers.
"Frank Merriwell's Book of Physical Development."
"The Art of Boxing and Self-defense," by Professor Donovan.
"Physical Health Culture," by Professor Fourmen.
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Wants to Exchange Post Cards.
PROFESSOR FOURMEN: It was with great pleasure that I read in Tip Top of
your return to this country.
I have been a reader of the Tip Top for three years now, and I think it
is the ideal weekly of the age. I would like very much to get in touch
with other readers of your great paper.
Although the Items of Interest were interesting to read, they are
nothing like the good old Applause Column.
The part I like best in the Merriwell stories is the way Mr. Standish
keeps the reader interested all the way through. They are not like most
stories, because you can't tell how they are going to end. There is
something new all the time.
I would like some of the Tip Top post cards. And it will be a pleasure
to exchange cards with any of our Merriwell admirers. I hope to hear
from some of them soon. I remain for the Tip Top always,
Elgin, Ill. 355 Chicago Street. WM. DE GARIS.
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Has Read "Tip Top" from No. 1.
Was pleased to note the return of the Applause Column to Tip Top. I
believe it will serve to increase the popularity of your long-famed and
world-renowned "King of Weeklies," and thought this an appropriate time
to drop you this note of appreciation.
I have followed your weekly from No. 1, Old Tip Top, to date, and can
recommend it to any friend as the weekly that stands alone. There are no
others in its class.
Although I never expect the Frank, junior's, to equal the old-time
stories, I find them all good.
I will deem it a favor if you will tell me if I can get any of the
Merriwell stories in the cloth binding, which were published several
years ago.
This tribute probably sounds a little strong, but, sincerely, every word
is sent in good faith, and I am sure hosts of others who have followed
the Merriwell adventures for any length of time join with me.
I don't wish to appear as "butting in," but don't you think a few
illustrations in your _New Medal_ books would aid in increasing interest
in this fine series of stories, and interest to the readers?
Please send me a set of the postal cards formerly sent to Tip Top
readers, if you still have them.
With best wishes for a successful future to Street & Smith, a long life
to Burt, the author, I will end, hoping to long remain a true
Tip-Topper.
Gravette, Arkansas. H. WYRIC LEWIS.
P. S.--Would welcome some of the Old Tip Top characters back to the
front. Some of Frank or Dick's old-time friends and schoolmates.
You are certainly a loyal, Tip-Topper, and we thank you for your letter
of praise, and for its suggestions. The Merriwell stories have never
been bound in cloth, but you can find them all in _The New Medal
Library._ The post cards have been mailed to you.
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Some Suggestions.
I have read Tip Top for over a year now, and I buy it every week. It is
an excellent weekly, and I think the revival of the Applause Column will
make it more interesting.
In G. Patient's letter, in No. 79, he asks for some, Tip Top post cards.
I don't know what they are, but if you have another set, I would like to
have it.
Has the joking quality died out of the Merriwell family? I notice that
Frank, junior, takes life too seriously. Too much association with grown
people. Let's have a joke now and then. Also, it's about time young
Frank's girl is introduced to the reader, don't you think?
Hoping to see part of my letter in the Tip Top at some early issue, I
am, yours truly, ROSWELL NOTHWARY.
Little Rock, Ark. 2609 Battery Street.
We have mailed you the post cards. Thank you for your suggestions. There
is a humorous character coming in the Clancy stories that we think you
will like.
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A Poet Tip-topper.
Upon opening a recent number of Tip Top, I discovered, to my great
delight, that you have reopened the Applause Column. I have read most of
the Merriwell stories, but I have never written to the Applause Column
before, so I think it is about time. I agree with Mr. Charles W. Meyers
that when the Professor Fourmen and Applause were left out, and also
when Frank and Dick were dropped, there was surely something lacking.
Frank Merriwell, junior, is all right, but, to my mind, he will never
quite come up to his father and uncle; but, of course, I expect him to
improve as he grows older. I do not like the Owen Clancy stories. I
think they just about spoil the series. I hope that Dick will soon win
back his fortune, which he lost in the revolution. What about June
Arlington, and all of Dick's old friends, especially Jim Stretcher? I
hope that old Joe Crowfoot is still among the living. I would like very
much to see Bart Hodge's daughter in the stories. I also read the
_Top-Notch Magazine,_ and I like it next to Tip Top. I like the
adventure stories the best, but the athletic stories are good, also. I
have a little doggerel here that I would like to see in print:
Now, boys, fill up your glasses,
In calm weather as well as in blizzard,
For the hero of men of all classes,
For you, Frank Merriwell, the wizard.
Once more for Dick, Frank's brother,
The boy who will always be trailed,
Because on all things he does not falter,
The fellow who never failed.
And now for Frank Merriwell, junior,
Who is one of the Merriwell flock,
Who always gets there a little sooner---
A chip of the old sturdy block.
I see you have some Tip Top post cards, and I would be immensely pleased
to receive a set of them. Waiting eagerly for the return of both Frank
and Dick, I will close, hoping that you will not consider this letter
too long to print, and will think it good enough to escape the
wastebasket. CLARENCE WELCH,
Olean, N. Y. 209 West Henly Street.
The post cards have been mailed to you. Thank you for your frank letter.
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A New Jersey Admirer.
I like Tip Top because it has such interesting stories.
It has helped me to be very fond of good reading. I get the Tip Top, and
often give it to others to read.
Please send me the set of six colored post cards with lifelike pictures
of the Merriwells.
Bartley, N. J. WALTER MORGAN.
We have mailed you the cards.
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Thinks We Are Improving.
I have been an ardent reader of Tip Top for a number of years, and
consider it the best weekly of its kind, and think it is improving.
There is something so fascinating about its stories, especially those
about Dick and Frank Merriwell, senior.
Glad to read in one of the last issues that we are to hear more of them,
also pleased to see the Applause Column on the pages again.
I would be pleased to receive a set of Tip Top post cards.
Hoping you will pardon the extent of this letter.
Hanover, Ontario, Canada. SIDNEY DANKERT.
Glad you think we are improving. We have mailed you the post cards.
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Cigarettes Are Certainly Bad for Your Wind.
PROFESSOR FOURMEN: Seeing you were back in Tip Top, I thought I would
write and ask you a few questions.
I belong to the Y. M. C. A. in my city, and to an athletic club. I play
baseball, but cannot hit the ball very well. How can I remedy that?
I also play basket ball, but get winded very early in the game. This is
the same with running. I cannot run any distance. How can I improve my
wind?
Is smoking cigarettes harmful, and would you advise me to drink coffee
with my meals, or milk and water?
After playing basket ball or taking any kind of exercise, what kind of
shower should I take--cold or hot?
What kind of a game is soccer? Is it as good as football, and what time
of the year is it played.
Hoping you will answer my questions, and thanking you in advance.
W. O. K. Rochester, N. Y.
Practice hitting. _Keep your eye on the ball._ Don't try to "swat."
Those are a few suggestions, but ordinarily to learn to bat, one must be
under the personal supervision of a coach.
Smoking is the worst thing you can do to injure your wind. Stop it, then
see how your wind will improve.
As long as you get a warm reaction, and do not feel weak after you bath,
but refreshed, take it cold.
There is no best game. Some like one, some another. Soccer is a cracking
good game, and can be played any time that the ground will permit.
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American College Yells.
There have been so many requests for us to reprint a list of college
yells printed in Tip Top several years ago, that we have decided to do
so.
The collection--probably the most extensive one ever made--will be
presented in three parts--one part appearing each week.
PART I.
Alabama Polytechnic Institute: "Ki-yi-yi! Ki-yi-yi! Hoop-la-hi! Auburn!
Auburn! A-P-I!"
Albion: "A-l'-b-i'-o-n', Bis Boom Bah, Albion, Rah! Rah! Rah!"
Alma: "Hip, hi, hoo, ray, ALMA, Rah-a-ah!"
Amherst: "Rah! Rah! Rah! Rah! Rah! Rah! Amherst!"
Armour Institute Technology: "Arch, Mech, Cie, Elec, Rah, Rah, Armour
Tech!"
Augustana: "Rocky-eye, Rocky-eye, Zip zum zie, Shingerata, Shingerata,
Bim Bum Bie, Zipzum zipzum, Rah! Rah! Rah! Karaborra, Karaborra,
Augustana!"
Baker University: "B. U.! Rah, Rah! (repeat) Hoorah! Hoorah! Baker!
taker! Rah! Rah! Rah!"
Baldwin University: "U rah rah, U rah rah, U rah rah tiger!"
Bates: "B-A-T-E-S--Rah Rah Rah! Boom-a-laka, Boom-a-laka, Boom, Bates,
Boom!"
Baylor University: "B! B! B-A-Y! L! L! L-O-R! U! U! U-NI-V! V!
VAR-SI-TY! Baylor! Baylor!!"
Beloit: "Oh-aye, yoh-yoh-yoh-Be-loit! B-e-l-o-i-t--Rah-Rah-Rah!"
Berea: "Rah, Rah, Rah, sis boom bah, Cream and Blue, Be-re-a!"
Bethany (Kan.): "Rockar, Stockar, Thor och hans bockar, Kor i genom, kor
i genom, tjo, tjo, Bethania!"
Boston University: "Boston, Boston, B-B-B-Boston, 'Varsity, 'Varsity,
Rah! Rah! Rah!"
Bowdoin: "B-o-w-d-o-i-n, Rah, Rah, Rah! (three times) Bowdoin!"
Brigham Young: "Rah Ry B Y, Rah Ry B Y, Rah Ry Re, B. Y. C.!"
Brown University: "Brunonia! Brunonia! Brunonia! (Siren - - -)
B-R-O-W-N--Brown! Brown! Brown!"
Buchtel: "Hoo, Rale, Rale Roo! Wa hoo, Wa hoo! Hullaballo, hullaballo!
Rah Rah Rale, Buchtel, Buchtel, Buchtel! ye ho! ye ho! ye Heza, Hiza, Ho
ho! Rah, Rah, Rah, Buchtel!"
Bucknell University: "Bucknell-el-el! Bucknell-el-el! Give-er-el,
Bucknell! Give-er-el, Bucknell! Ray! Ray! Ray!"
Case School Applied Sciences: "Hoo! Rah! Ki! Rah! S-C-I-E-N-C-E! Hoi!
Hoi! Rah! Rah! Case!!"
Cedarville: "Razzle dazzle, never frazzle, not a thread but wool! All
together! All together! That's the way we pull! Cedarville!!!"
Central University of Kentucky: "Razzle dazzle, razzle dazzle! Sis,
boom! Ah! Central University, Rah! Rah! Rah!"
Claflin University: "Rah! Rah! Rah! Claf-lin-ia!"
Colgate University: "Colgate, Colgate, Rah (nine times), Colgate!"
College of the City of New York: "'Rah, 'Rah, 'Rah, C. C. N. Y.!"
Colorado: "Pike's Peak or Bust! Pike's Peak or Bust! Colorado College!
Yell we must!"
Columbia University: "'Ray 'Ray 'Ray C-o-l-u-m-b-i-a!"
Cornell College: "Zipp, Ziss, Boom, Caw-w, Caw-w Ca-w-w-nell; C. C.
Tiger-la, Zipp Zipp Hurrah!!!"
Cornell University: "Cornell! I Yell Yell Yell! Cornell!"
Cotner University: "Cotner, Cotner, the Cotner University--Don't you
see!"
Creighton: "C. U. C. U. Rah, Rah, Creighton, Creighton, Omaha!"
Cumberland University': "Wang! bang! siz! boom! bah! Cumberland,
Cumberland! Rah! Rah! Rah!"
Dakota Wesleyan University: "Ha! Ho! Whee! Ki! Yi! Ye! D. U. Varsity Zip
Boom! Rah! Rah! Rah!"
Dartmouth: "Wah hoo wah! wah hoo wah! da-di-di, Dartmouth! wah hoo wah!"
Davidson: "Hac-a-lac-a boom-a-lak, Hac-a-lac-a red and black,
Hello-bulue-lo-le-la-run, Davidson!"
Delaware: "D-E-L-aware, Siss-Boom-Tiger-Rah! Rah! Rah!"
Denison University: "Heike! Heike! Rah, rah, rah, hoorah, hoorah,
Denison! Denison!"
De Pauw University: "Zip, Rah, Who! D-P-U! Rip, Saw! Boom! Baw! Bully
for old De Pauw!"
Dickinson: "Hip-rah-bus-bis--Dickinson--Sis-Tiger!"
Drake University: "Rah! (ten times) Hoo rah! Hoo rah! Drake! Drake!
Drake!"
Drury: "Rah Rah Rah Rah Rah Rah! Drury!"
Earlham: "Rah, rah, Quaker! Quaker! E! C! Quaker! Quaker! Quaker!
Hoorah! Hoorah! Quaker! Rah! Rah!"
Fairmount: "Ki yi yi, Sis Boom Bah, Fairmount, Fairmount! Rah! Rah!
Rah!"
Fisk University: "Clickety! Clackety! Sis! Boom! Bah! Fisk University!
Rah! Rah! Rah!"
Fort Worth University: "Rip! Rah! Ru! The Gold and the Blue! Fort Worth
U.!"
Franklin and Marshall: "Hullabaloo, bala! (twice) Way-up, Way-up! F. and
M. Nevonia!"
Georgetown University (D. C.): "Hoya! Loya! Saxa! Hoya! Loya! Georgetown
Hoya, Loya! Rah, Rah, Rah!"
George Washington University: "G-E-O-R-G-E--George! Washington!
Washington! Washington!"
Grant University: "G. U., Rah, Rah, G. U., Rah, Rah, Whoorah, Whoorah,
Rah, Rah, Grant!"
Grove City: "With a vivo, with a vivo, with vum vum, vum! Vum get a rat
trap bigger than a cat trap! Vum get a cat trap bigger than a rat trap!
cannibal, cannibal, siss-s! boom!! rah!!! Grove City College! Rah! Rah!
Rah!!!"
Gustavus Adolphus: "Hip, Hah, Rip, Rah, Thez-Zah! Z-i-p! Boom G. A. R.!"
Hamilton: "Rah! Rah! Hamilton! Road! Road! Road!"
Hamline University: "Boom get a rat trap! Bigger than a cat trap! Boom
get a rat trap! Bigger than a cat trap! Boom! Cannibal! Cannibal! Zip!
Boom! Bah! Hamline! Hamline! Rah! Rah! Rah!"
Harvard University: "Rah rah rah! rah rah rah! rah rah rah-Harvard!"
Heidelberg University: "Kili-kilik! Rah, rah! Zit, zit! Ha! Ha! Yai!
Hoo! Bam! Zoo! Heidelberg!"
Hillsdale: "Rha-hoo-rah Zip boom bah Hipizoo rhu zoo wah-hoo-wah
Hillsdale!"
Hiram: "Brekekex! Koax! Koax! Brekekex! Koax! Koax! Alala! Alala!
Siss-s! Boom-Hiram!"
Hobart: "Hip! ho! bart! Hip! ho! bart! Hip ho! Hip ho! Hip ho!
Hip--Hobart!"
Holy Cross: "Hoi-ah! hoi-ah! hoi-ah! chu, chu, rah, rah, chu, chu, rah,
rah, Hoi-ah! Holy Cross! Rah!"
Howard University: "Rah, rah, rah! Howard, Howard! Rah! Rah! Re!"
Illinois: "Rah who rah Boom a la ka, kick-a-rick-a-roi, Old Illinois,
Boom zip boom, Tiger-zah!"
Illinois Wesleyan University "Rah! Rah! Wesleyan!"
Indiana University: "Rah! Rah! Rah! Rah! Indiana!"
Iowa College: "Grinnell, we yell, Grinnell we yell, Iowa College,
Grinnell, Grinnell!"
Iowa State College: "A-M-E-S! Rah! Ra! Rah! Ra! A-M-E-S! Rah! Ra! Rah!
Ra! Hoo Rah! Hoo Ray! State College! I-O-A!"
Iowa Wesleyan University: "Rah, rah, rah! zip boom bah! Razoo
razoo-Johnny blow your bazoo-Rip ziddy-i-lu-uvi-We-e-e-e-es leyan!"
Jacob Tome Institute: "Rah (nine times) Tome, Tome, Tome!"
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Spends $24.40 on Phone Call to Girl.
A young man who said he was Douglas Whitaker, of Winthrop, Mass.,
entered a telephone booth in a hotel, at Newark, N. J., got his home
town on the wire, and talked for an hour and two minutes to a girl in
that place. The toll charges were $24.40. He did not have enough money
to pay the bill.
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Football Rules for 1914.
Coaches will not be permitted to walk the side lines during football
games during the coming season, as a result of a change in the rules
adopted recently by the intercollegiate football rules committee, in
their meeting at the Hotel Martinique, Manhattan. The annual meeting of
the committee adjourned without making any radical changes in the
existing rules.
The proposal that after teams have lined up for play, the team in
possession of the ball will not be allowed to encroach on the neutral
zone in shift plays, before the ball is snapped, was also adopted. The
question of numbering players was only informally discussed, it was
declared. No final action will be taken until after further experiments
are made next fall.
The proposed change in the rules to provide for an additional official,
suggested by Walter Camp, was adopted in providing that any team shall
have the right to have a fourth official, who shall be known as a field
judge. His duty will be to assist the referee and umpire. The naming of
such an official is optional.
The committee also adopted a rule providing that any free kick striking
the goal posts and bounding back into play shall count as having scored.
W. S. Langford, W. N. Mauriss, and Nathan Tufts were named as a
"consultation committee" to act in cooperation with the central board.
This board now consists of Doctor J. H. Babbit, Walter Camp, C. W.
Savage, Parke H. Davis, E. K. Hall, Percy Haughton, H. S. Cope, and
Alonzo A. Stagg.
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Rabbit Sausage in Texas.
Since Texas quit paying bounty for the killing of "mule-ear" rabbits
they have become very numerous, to the detriment of growing crops. It
has recently been found that they made a good food product, and, it is
said, will greatly cheapen the cost of living.
A full-grown rabbit will dress about five pounds. The meat trimmed off
of the bones and a pound of fresh pork added to five to seven pounds of
rabbit ground together through a sausage mill, seasoned with salt, red
and black pepper, and sage, it is claimed, will make a sausage superior
to pure pork sausage.
A syndicate is planning to establish a plant at Llano, Texas, for the
manufacture of rabbit sausage and to grind the bones into chicken feed.
It is said the plant will be sufficient to consume all the rabbits in
Texas, and thus the rabbit question will be solved.
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One Big Miners' Union Next.
At the national convention of the United Mine Workers the proposal to
consolidate that organization with the Western Federation of Miners, as
advocated by President Moyer, of the latter organization, was approved
and the executive committee was authorized to appoint a committee to
meet a similar committee from the Western Federation to arrange the
terms of union, submit the same to a referendum and report to the
convention next year. Moyer charged that President Gompers, of the
Federation of Labor, had not given proper support to the striking miners
in Michigan, and Gompers appeared before the convention and denied the
charge.
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Big Game Coming Back.
Elk have been found in the Uinta national forest, Utah, for the first
time in many years. Since they are not from shipments from the Jackson
Hole country to neighboring forests, the State and Federal officials are
gratified at this apparent increase in big game as the result of
protection.
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Red Sox Have Four Southpaws.
Four left-handed pitchers are now on the roster of the Boston Red Sox of
the American League. John Radloff, of South Chicago, completes the
quartet. Radloff's release was bought from the Manistee club of the
Michigan State League on the recommendation of Patsy Donovan, a scout.
Collins, Leonard, and Coumbe, the latter from the Utica club of the New
York State League, are the other left-handers.
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Man Buried by Avalanche.
Eli Marfhi, a miner, 35 years old, of Butte, Mont., was buried by an
avalanche so that he stood upright in five feet of snow and was held a
prisoner for forty-eight hours. When he was found by a party of miners,
who saw his head sticking above the snow, he was unconscious, and had a
double fracture in his right leg and two breaks in his left arm. He was
not frozen.
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Won $10 With a $3 Bill.
A man walked into one of the leading cafes in Middletown, N. Y., and
asked the bartender to give him change for a three-dollar bill. The
latter started to count out the change, then stopped and thought a
moment.
"G'wan, there's no such thing as a three-dollar bill," he remarked. The
man who wanted the change insisted that there was, and the bartender bet
him $10 there was not. Thereupon the visitor produced a three-dollar
bill.
It was a bill issued January 5, 1852, by the Bank of North America, of
Seymour, Conn., which the man had found in the siding of a house to
which he was making repairs. The old bank note was signed by F. Atwater,
cashier, and G. F Dewitt, treasurer.
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Parcel-post Extension.
A ruling of the postmaster general, recently approved by the interstate
commission, increases the weight limits of parcel-post packages, in the
first and second zones, from 20 to 50 pounds; admits books to the parcel
post, and reduces rates in the other zones materially. The maximum
weight for parcels in all zones beyond the second was increased from 11
to 20 pounds. From the already published rates the reductions are as
follows: In the third and fourth zones, 1 cent on the first pound and 3
cents less on each additional pound; in the fifth and sixth zones, 1
cent less on each pound sent. Parcels containing books weighing 8 ounces
or less will be carried anywhere for 1 cent for each 2 ounces, and on
those weighing more than 8 ounces, the parcel-post rate for the zone
will apply.
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Radium Fails to Ward Off Death.
Congressman Robert G. Bremner, of New Jersey, who had the entire supply
of radium possessed by Doctor Howard A. Kelly, valued at $100,000 placed
in a cancer last December, died. Only the indomitable will of the
Congressman kept him alive for such a long period. When told that he was
near death he said to his brother: "Get me my shoes. I am going to leave
this place with you. I want to get to work."
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House Agrees to Bar All Asiatics.
The Administration is seriously disturbed over the action of the House
of Representatives in incorporating an amendment, fathered by
Representative Lenroot, in the Burnett immigration bill, excluding all
Asiatics, including Japanese, from the United States, except in so far
as they have rights under existing treaties or agreements.
While the vote is subject to change when the bill comes up for final
passage, President Wilson and his subordinates are gravely concerned
over the prominence given to the exclusion question at this juncture in
the diplomatic negotiations now in progress between Japan and the United
States. Fear was expressed that if the House should stand firm on the
amendment the result might be a further irritation in Japan and new
outbreaks of the anti-American feeling in the island empire.
The report was adopted following the rejection of an amendment offered
by Representative Hayes, of California, excluding Japanese, Hindus, and
also all blacks without regard to treaty obligations with any country.
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Auto Wheel Wrecks House; Causes Fire.
The wheel of a large automobile going about a mile a minute broke from
the car and went through the pantry window in Mrs. Isabella Seymour's
home, at South Norwalk, Conn., sending the dishes in all directions.
Then it entered the kitchen and knocked the stove to pieces and set the
house on fire.
The wheel weighed over 100 pounds. The automobile careened to the side
of the road, but the driver escaped serious injury.
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Dies After Living Twenty Years on Cheap Diet.
Mark M. Woods, a farmer philosopher, of Webster, Mass, who has existed
for the past twenty years on four cents a day, is dead at the age of 75
years. Death was caused by chronic bronchitis. Woods, in the face of
increased living cost, continued to show the public year after year,
that it was possible to survive on an amount of money that seemed
incredible.
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Hiccoughs for Two Months.
Since it became known that physicians are unable to relieve Hilda Caine,
11 years old, who had had spells of hiccoughing every day for two
months, scores of suggestions to help her have been mailed to Sea Cliff,
N. Y., the child's home, but so far none has proved effective. Some of
the seizures, which occur several times each day, last an hour or more.
It is said the girl cannot live long unless she gets relief soon.
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Closing Gas Wells.
A gas well in Louisiana that had run wild for six years and had been
wasting from 10,000,000 to 20,000,000 cubic feet of gas a day during
that period was successfully closed recently by a method that is
probably unique in the history of the gas industry. A relief well was
first bored close to the old well, and to the same depth. Water and mud
were forced down the relief well under heavy-air pressure until the gas
stratum was choked and the flow of gas shut off. The old well, which had
made a crater 225 feet in diameter and 50 feet deep, was then
permanently closed with concrete.
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University Bars Boy Slayer.
Chancellor Samuel Avery, of the University of Nebraska, announced that
Kenneth Murphy, 21 years old, serving a life sentence for murder in
Nebraska penitentiary at Lincoln, Neb., who was paroled by Governor
Morehead to enter the State university, cannot register in the
institution because of his criminal record.
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Sells Rare Stamp for $390.
H. C. Watts, of Estill Springs, Tenn., recently sold a postage stamp for
$390. It was a Philippine stamp, which he obtained while in those
islands a few years ago, and is known as an "Inverted Surcharge." The
word "Philippine" is printed upside down. It is thought to be the only
Philippine stamp of its kind in existence.
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Two Weddings Cause Mix-up.
Through two marriages, at St. Johns, Mich., a father becomes the
brother-in-law of his daughter; a sister becomes the mother-in-law of
her brother; one man's father-in-law becomes his brother-in-law, and a
woman's sister-in-law becomes her stepmother. Charles Jones married Miss
Emma E. Ellwanger, of De Witt. A few weeks ago her brother, William
Ellwanger, married Jones' daughter, Miss Cora Jones.
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Trying to Photograph Bullets as They Whiz.
A bullet speeding at a rate of 3,000 feet a second, which is more than
2,000 miles an hour, makes a great disturbance in the atmosphere and
creates air waves which, of course, are invisible to the naked eye.
Attempts which have been made to take photographs of bullets going at
this speed have been unsuccessful, but scientists are still trying. If a
photograph could be taken, they say, the print would probably show a
space like a body of water marked by what looked like speeding water
bugs, each having a ripple in its wake.
Photographs of a bullet going at a rate of speed less than 1,200 feet a
second show no air waves at all. But anything cutting through the air at
a greater rate than this causes much disturbance. If you draw a stick
through the water it causes little eddies and waves to trail behind it.
The faster you draw the stick the more waves and wider the angle it will
leave. Just so with the bullet.
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"Saved" Slayer; Sue for Pay.
Two Boston surgeons, Doctor John L. Ames and Doctor Davis D. Brough,
want pay for their services in saving the life of Clarence V. T.
Richeson, that he might die in the electric chair for the murder of Avis
Linnell. The surgeons have filed suit against the estate of Fred H.
Seavey, who was sheriff at the time Richeson mutilated himself, and the
doctors were called in. This is the second attempt to collect the bill
which totals $710.
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Saves Girl, Loses Own Life.
Louis Levine, a young salesman, of New York, died a hero from injuries
received in saving the life of his sweetheart, 19-year-old Jessie
Orlain.
Miss Orlain, Levine, and two companions were returning from the home of
a friend, when the girl suddenly ran ahead to cross a car track. Midway
of the street the sound of the gong, of an approaching car alarmed her
and she stopped, too terrorized to move. Levine rushed toward her and
pushed her out of danger with such force that she fell on her face,
breaking her nose. The car caught Levine.
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Spineless Youth Able to Work in the Fields.
Living and even working, although his spine has been removed, is the
remarkable experience of William Banks, 18 years old, who lives in the
southern part of Chester County, Pa. The young man labors in the fields
every day, and despite his handicap he can do as much work as his fellow
workmen.
His spine was removed by Philadelphia surgeons, when tuberculosis
developed following an injury. It was declared he would never be able to
walk. For many months he lay incased in a plaster cast. He was taken to
the home of his foster mother, Mrs. Veranda Lee, and was nursed back to
good health. His body is wrapped in ten yards of bandages each day.
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The Divining Rod.
Although the divining rod as a locator of underground water for springs
and wells has been denounced as a fake by Federal authorities, and is
not given the most implicit confidence even in remote rural communities
of the United States experiments in German South Africa have located
water at subterranean depth in 70 per cent of the tests.
The department of agriculture of the French republic is seriously
investigating the divining rod, and an association having five hundred
members in Stuttgart, Germany, has begun laborious tests to determine
its real value.
French publicists and scientists have taken up the personal-magnetism
phase of the question. It is held by some that considering the
surprising discoveries of late in regard to radiation of all sorts, it
may be that there is some radioactive influence of underground waters
which may act physiologically on the organism of the person in whose
hand the rod seems to turn toward the subterranean water.
An effort will be made to differentiate between any alleged diviner's
sincerity and real physical effect from charlatanism and autosuggestion.
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Wolf Shot in Kansas City.
A large, half-starved gray wolf after attacking three persons and
spreading consternation through a staid residence district, was shot and
killed on Linwood Boulevard, at Kansas City, recently.
The wolf sprang at Miss Anna Harrison as she waited for a street car.
Miss Harrison threw her fur muff at the animal, and while the garment
was being torn to pieces, escaped into a house. Her clothing, was torn,
but she was unhurt.
The wolf ran down the boulevard pursued by a milkman who hurled bottles
as he ran. Two blocks from the first attack the wolf bit a negro in the
arm.
The wolf had run fifteen blocks and attacked Samuel J. Harnden, a deputy
county collector, before T. W. Wright, a policeman, ended the chase by
sending a bullet into the animal's head.
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After Twenty-seven Years Boxers Make Up.
Jack McAuliffe, the old lightweight, has become reconciled to Jem
Carney, to whom he has not spoken since their famous five-hour battle at
Revere Beach, Mass., November 17, 1887. Carney always felt he should
have received the verdict.
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Noise Silencer.
Our modern day, half-crazed by the uproar that its own activities have
brought about, will welcome the soft pedal that Sir Hiram Maxim,
inventor of the gun silencer, is preparing to put on the hubbub in which
every great urban community has condemned itself to live.
Everything has to be paid for, in one shape or another, and too many of
our present aids, appliances, and conveniences pay for themselves in
noise. Both the conscious and the subconscious organisms suffer,
knowingly or unknowingly, and no relief has been promised.
The Anglo-American inventor proposes to better such conditions by making
the individual immune, so far as auricular addresses are concerned. A
simple electrical appliance will turn any office or bedroom into a zone
of quiet. The noise will go on, but will not reach your ear, and sounds,
the waves of which fail to reach the eardrum, are nonexistent--for that
particular ear.
The new invention will soon be tried in the wards of a New York
hospital. As soon as possible let it be introduced into the noisy
regions of offices, stores, and factories. Thus may the number of
hospital patients become appreciably reduced.
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Purse Shot from Thief's Hand.
Two men attacked Mrs. Peter Sensmeir, of Evansville, Ind., late at
night, grabbed her purse, and started to run. Patrolman Withers, who
happened by, shot the purse from the hand of one of the men as he ran up
an alley, and it was recovered.
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Girl Ropes Coyote.
Miss Nancy Anderson, 19 years old, the pretty daughter of an old-time
ranchman living in the Alahab oil fields near Hazlehurst, Miss., knows
how to ride a pony and is an expert in twirling the rope. That is why
she has been paid a bounty for killing a coyote, the first one seen in
this part of the country for a long time.
Miss Anderson was out for a morning's ride when she encountered the
coyote. She put spurs to her pony, made a big loop of her lariat, and
gave chase. The first throw was successful and she dragged the coyote
until she found a large rock, with which she killed it. Besides the
bounty she received she was given $2 for the hide by a curio dealer.
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He Is Rat-killing Champion.
"Uncle" Jack Hart, of Ayden, N. C., claims he is the champion rat killer
of the State. With the aid of a wire trap, and a dog he killed an even
thousand of the rodents last year. He has killed in the neighborhood of
10,000 in the past fifteen years. He will kill rats in any house at the
rate of 5 cents each.
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Man-trap Victim Recovers.
James C. Gunn, first lieutenant in the United States army, who became
paralyzed, following an injury he received in a man trap in the
Philippine Islands, has recovered and is on his way to the Orient again.
A spear, with which the trap was armed, severed Gunn's sciatic nerve,
paralyzing him. The nerve was spliced at a San Francisco hospital, and
the man was cured.
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707--Dick Merriwell's Gambol.
708--Dick Merriwell's Gun.
709--Dick Merriwell at His Best.
710--Dick Merriwell's Master Mind.
711--Dick Merriwell's Dander.
712--Dick Merriwell's Hope.
713--Dick's Merriwell's Standard.
714--Dick Merriwell's Sympathy.
715--Dick Merriwell in Lumber Land.
716--Frank Merriwell's Fairness.
717--Frank Merriwell's Pledge.
718--Frank Merriwell, the Man of Grit.
719--Frank Merriwell's Return Blow.
720--Frank Merriwell's Quest.
721--Frank Merriwell's Ingots.
722--Frank Merriwell's Assistance.
723--Frank Merriwell at the Throttle.
724--Frank Merriwell, the Always Ready.
725--Frank Merriwell in Diamond Land.
726--Frank Merriwell's Desperate Chance.
727--Frank Merriwell's Black Terror.
725--Frank Merriwell Again on the Slab.
729--Frank Merriwell's Hard Game.
730--Frank Merriwell's Six-in-hand.
731--Frank Merriwell's Duplicate.
732--Frank Merriwell on Rattlesnake Ranch.
733--Frank Merriwell's Sure Hand.
734--Frank Merriwell's Treasure Map.
735--Frank Merriwell, Prince of the Rope.
736--Dick Merriwell, Captain of the Varsity.
737--Dick Merriwell's Control.
738--Dick Merriwell's Back Stop.
739--Dick Merriwell's Masked Enemy.
740--Dick Merriwell's Motor Car.
711--Dick Merriwell's Hot Pursuit.
742--Dick Merriwell at Forest Lake.
743--Dick Merriwell in Court.
744--Dick Merriwell's Silence.
745--Dick Merriwell's Dog.
746--Dick Merriwell's Subterfuge.
747--Dick Merriwell's Enigma.
748--Dick Merriwell Defeated.
749--Dick Merriwell's "Wing."
759--Dick Merriwell's Sky Chase.
751--Dick Merriwell's Pick-ups.
752--Dick Merriwell on the Rocking R.
753--Dick Merriwell's Penetration.
754--Dick Merriwell's Intuition.
755--Dick Merriwell's Vantage.
756--Dick Merriwell's Advice.
757--Dick Merriwell's Rescue.
758--Dick Merriwell, American.
759--Dick Merriwell's Understanding.
760--Dick Merriwell, Tutor.
761--Dick Merriwell's Quandary.
762--Dick Merriwell on the Boards.
763--Dick Merriwell, Peacemaker.
764--Frank Merriwell's Sway.
765--Frank Merriwell's Comprehension.
766--Frank Merriwell's Young Acrobat.
767--Frank Merriwell's Tact.
768--Frank Merriwell's Unknown.
769--Frank Merrlwell's Acuteness.
770--Frank Merriwell's Young Canadian.
771--Frank Merriwell's Coward.
772--Frank Merriwell's Perplexity.
773--Frank Merriwell's Intervention.
774--Frank Merriwell's Daring Deed.
775--Frank Merriwell's Succor.
776--Frank Merriwell's Wit.
777--Frank Merriwell's Loyalty.
775--Frank Merriwell's Bold Play.
779--Frank Merriwell's Insight.
780--Frank Merriwell's Guile.
781--Frank Merriwell's Campaign.
782--Frank Merriwell in the National Forest.
783--Frank Merriwell's Tenacity.
784--Dick Merriwell's Self-sacrifice.
785--Dick Merriwell's Close Shave.
786--Dick Merriwell's Perception.
787--Dick Merriwell's Mysterious Disappearance.
788--Dick Merriwell's Detective Work.
789--Dick Merriwell's Proof.
790--Dick Merriwell's Brain Work.
791--Dick Merriwell's Queer Case.
792--Dick Merriwell, Navigator.
793--Dick Merriwell's Good Fellowship.
794--Dick Merriwell's Fun.
795--Dick Merriwell's Commencement.
796--Dick Merriwell at Montauk Point.
797--Dick Merriwell, Mediator.
798--Dick Merriwell's Decision.
799--Dick Merriwell on the Great Lakes.
800--Dick Merriwell Caught Napping.
801--Dick Merriwell in the Copper Country.
802--Dick Merriwell Strapped.
803--Dick Merriwell's Coolness.
804--Dick Merriwell's Reliance.
805--Dick Merriwell's College Mate.
806--Dick Merriwell's Young Pitcher.
807--Dick Merriwell's Prodding.
808--Frank Merriwell's Boy.
809--Frank Merriwell's Interference.
810--Frank Merriwell's Young Warriors.
811--Frank Merriwell's Appraisal.
812--Frank Merriwell's Forgiveness.
813--Frank Merriwell's Lads.
814--Frank Merriwell's Young Aviators.
815--Frank Merriwell's Hot-head.
816--Dick Merriwell, Diplomat.
817--Dick Merriwell in Panama.
818--Dick Merriwell's Perseverance.
819--Dick Merriwell Triumphant.
820--Dick Merriwell's Betrayal.
821--Dick Merriwell, Revolutionist.
822--Dick Merriwell's Fortitude.
823--Dick Merriwell's Undoing.
824--Dick Merriwell Universal Coach.
825--Dick Merriwell's Snare.
826--Dick Merriwell's Star Pupil.
827--Dick Merriwell's Astuteness.
828--Dick Merriwell's Responsibility.
829--Dick Merriwell's Plan.
830--Dick Merriwell's Warning.
831--Dick Merriwell's Counsel.
832--Dick Merriwell's Champions.
833--Dick Merriwell's Marksmen.
834--Dick Merriwell's Enthusiasm.
835--Dick Merriwell's Solution.
836--Dick Merriwell's Foreign Foe.
837--Dick Merriwell and the Carlisle Warriors.
838--Dick Merriwell's Battle for the Blue.
839--Dick Merriwell's Evidence.
840--Dick Merriwell's Device.
841--Dick Merriwell's Princeton Opponent.
842--Dick Merriwell's Sixth Sense.
843--Dick Merriwell's Strange Clew.
844--Dick Merriwell Comes Back.
845--Dick Merriwell's Heroic Crew.
846--Dick Merriwell Looks Ahead.
847--Dick Merriwell at the Olympics.
848--Dick Merriwell in Stockholm.
849--Dick Merriwell in the Swedish Stadium.
850--Dick Merriwell's Marathon.
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2--Frank Merriwell, Jr., in the Box.
3--Frank Merriwell, Jr.'s, Struggle.
4--Frank Merriwell, Jr.'s, Skill.
5--Frank Merriwell, Jr., in Idaho.
6--Frank Merriwell, Jr.'s, Close Shave.
7--Frank Merriwell, Jr., on Waiting Orders.
8--Frank Merriwell, Jr.'s, Danger.
9--Frank Merriwell, Jr.'s, Relay Marathon.
10--Frank Merriwell, Jr., at the Bar Z Ranch.
11--Frank Merriwell, Jr.'s, Golden Trail.
12--Frank Merriwell, Jr.'s, Competitor.
13--Frank Merriwell, Jr.'s, Guidance.
14--Frank Merriwell, Jr.'s, Scrimmage.
15--Frank Merriwell, Jr., Misjudged.
16--Frank Merriwell, Jr.'s, Star Play.
17--Frank Merriwell, Jr.'s, Blind Chase.
18--Frank Merriwell, Jr.'s, Discretion.
19--Frank Merriwell, Jr.'s, Substitute.
20--Frank Merriwell, Jr., Justified.
21--Frank Merriwell, Jr., Incog.
22--Frank Merriwell, Jr., Meets the Issue.
23--Frank Merriwell, Jr.'s, Xmas Eve.
24--Frank Merriwell, Jr.'s, Fearless Risk.
25--Frank Merriwell, Jr.'s, on Skis.
26--Frank Merriwell, Jr.'s, Ice-boat Chase.
27--Frank Merriwell, Jr.'s, Ambushed Foes.
28--Frank Merriwell, Jr., and the Totem.
29--Frank Merriwell, Jr.'s, Hockey Game.
30--Frank Merriwell, Jr.'s, Clew.
31--Frank Merriwell, Jr.'s, Adversary.
32--Frank Merriwell, Jr.'s, Timely Aid.
33--Frank Merriwell, Jr., in the Desert.
34--Frank Merriwell, Jr.'s, Grueling Test.
35--Frank Merriwell, Jr.'s, Special Mission.
36--Frank Merriwell, Jr.'s, Red Bowman.
37--Frank Merriwell, Jr.'s, Task.
38--Frank Merriwell, Jr.'s, Cross-Country Race.
39--Frank Merriwell, Jr.'s, Four Miles.
40--Frank Merriwell, Jr.'s, Umpire.
41--Frank Merriwell, Jr.'s, Sidetracked.
42--Frank Merriwell, Jr.'s, Teamwork.
43--Frank Merriwell, Jr.'s, Step-Over.
44--Frank Merriwell, Jr. in Monterey.
45--Frank Merriwell, Jr.'s, Athletes.
46--Frank Merriwell, Jr.'s, Outfielder.
47--Frank Merriwell, Jr.'s, "Hundred."
48--Frank Merriwell, Jr.'s, Hobo Twirler.
49--Frank Merriwell, Jr.'s, Canceled Game.
50--Frank Merriwell, Jr.'s, Weird Adventure.
51--Frank Merriwell, Jr.'s, Double Header.
52--Frank Merriwell, Jr.'s, Peck of Trouble.
53--Frank Merriwell, Jr., and the Spook Doctor.
54--Frank Merriwell, Jr.'s, Sportsmanship.
55--Frank Merriwell, Jr.'s, Ten-Innings.
56--Frank Merriwell, Jr.'s, Ordeal.
57--Frank Merriwell, Jr., on the Wing.
58--Frank Merriwell, Jr.'s, Cross-Fire.
59--Frank Merriwell, Jr.'s, Lost Team-mate.
60--Frank Merriwell, Jr.'s, Daring Flight.
61--Frank Merriwell, Jr., at Fardale.
62--Frank Merriwell, Jr., Plebe.
63--Frank Merriwell, Jr.'s, Quarter-Back.
64--Frank Merriwell, Jr.'s, Touchdown.
65--Frank Merriwell, Jr.'s, Night Off.
66--Frank Merriwell, Jr., and the Little Black Box.
67--Frank Merriwell, Jr.'s, Classmates.
68--Frank Merriwell, Jr.'s, Repentant Enemy.
69--Frank Merriwell, Jr., and the "Spell."
70--Frank Merriwell, Jr.'s, Gridiron Honors.
71--Frank Merriwell, Jr.'s, Winning Run.
72--Frank Merriwell, Jr.'s, Jujutsu.
73--Frank Merriwell, Jr.'s, Christmas Vacation.
74--Frank Merriwell, Jr., and the Nine Wolves.
75--Frank Merriwell, Jr., on the Border.
76--Frank Merriwell, Jr.'s, Desert Race.
77--Owen Clancy's Run of Luck.
78--Owen Clancy's Square Deal.
79--Owen Clancy's Hardest Fight.
80--Owen Clancy's Ride for Fortune.
81--Owen Clancy's Makeshift. Dated February 21st, 1914.
82--Owen Clancy and the Black Pearls. Dated February 25th, 1914.
83--Owen Clancy and the Sky Pilot. Dated March 7th, 1914.
84--Owen Clancy and the Air Pirates. Dated March 14th, 1914.
85--Owen Clancy's Peril.
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