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Updated: June 4, 2025
"Say, fellows," cried Lucy Little, "don't you think it is rather warm out this evening?" "Hello! hello!" shouted Rattleton. "Has it been raining, or did we have a small shower?" Then Merriwell's beautiful baritone voice pitched the chorus of a familiar negro melody, in which the triumphant and delighted freshmen joined: "Git erway from de window, mah love an' mah dove!
An additional flush arose to Merriwell's cheeks, and he dropped his hand by his side, turning away without another word. A few moments later Diamond left the building, accompanied by a single companion, and that companion was not Roland Ditson. Ditson remained behind, and he was among those who crowded about Frank Merriwell and offered congratulations.
Harvard roared, while the Yale crowd was silent. A great mob of freshmen was up from New Haven to see the game and watch Merriwell's work, and some of them immediately expressed disappointment and dismay. "Here is where Merriwell meets his Waterloo," said Sport Harris. "He'll be batted out before the game is fairly begun." That was quite enough to arouse Rattleton, who heard the remark.
Maybe you meet lots of good-lookeeng young man at Señor Merriwell's. We make the marriage for you." "Oh, no," protested Juanita. "That ees the way they do in Mexico. I like the way the American girl do. She make her own marriage. She catch the man she want. She not have to take the one her people say she must marry. No one for me ees to make the match." "Hooroo for you!" cried Barney.
Merriwell's life will be one long, lingering torture from this night onward!" "What's all this racket and cheering?" asked one of the rescuers. "Listen, fellows! By Jove! it seems to come from the place where we left our carriages!" "That's what it does, and it's the freshman yell," cried another. "Come on, fellows! If we don't get a move on we may have to walk back."
"That letter didn't give me all the information I desired," continued Snell, "but I found I had a friend living in a town adjoining the one Merriwell hails from, so I wrote and asked him to find out a few things for me. He rode over on his wheel, and found out what I have told you." "Why, you are a regular detective, old man!" "Merriwell's mother," continued Wat, "has been dead several years.
The change of limit did not seem to affect Merriwell's luck, for he continued to win. "I believe you are a wizard!" exclaimed Sam Winslow. "You seem to read a fellow's cards." Wat Snell growled continually, and the more he growled the more he lost. "Oh, wait till I catch 'em by-and-by," he said, as he saw Frank rake in a good pot. "I won't do a thing to you, if I get a good chance!"
Two or three evenings after the fight a party of freshmen gathered in Merriwell's room, for they were beginning to realize that Frank was likely to be a leader among them. "I say, fellows," cried Dan Dorman, who was sitting on the sill of the open window, with a cigarette clinging to his lips, "do you know what Diamond is doing?"
"Then you do not mean to call me?" asked Prank. "Of course not! Think I'm a blooming idiot!" "The pot is mine?" "Yes." "Well, I will allow I played this hand for all it is worth," said the winner, as he turned his cards over so all could see what they were. Wat Snell nearly fainted. Merriwell's hand was made up of a king, eight spot, five spot, and one pair of deuces!
Morton sought to secure a seat at Greg Carker's side, but in a clever manner Carker had avoided such proximity to her, without seeming to do so intentionally. Instead of having her at his elbow, it was Juanita who sat there. "Well, señorita," said Carker, smiling on her, "what do you think of Frank Merriwell's home and his friends?"
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