Dick Merriwell's Backers; Or, Well Worth Fighting For

But the score was now four to two. Jones urged his men to get after Hogan without delay, and they responded in a promising manner. In a sharp batting rally, they drove in a scor...

“Rot it!” he muttered. “I haven’t had thirty minutes’ decent sleep all night long. Whew! whew! I can taste smoke clean down to my toes. Got a bump as big as half a watermelon he...

“It beats me,” declared Dunc. “There’s something the matter with the fellow. There’s been something the matter with him ever since the night we accidentally ran down Merriwell a...

Having sipped a little of the absinthe, Du Boise began to smile in a silly, satisfied manner. He surveyed his companions with a superior air of knowledge, in which there was unm...

Dick heard a cry and caught a glimpse of the figure which dropped back behind the bushes. Shouting to his companions, he whirled to the roadside and knelt over Lynch, whom he fo...

The time for the game with Manhattan to begin had arrived. Yale Umpty-ten was ready to take the field. The sturdy, bronzed, healthy-looking visitors were on their bench and read...

“Aw, sit down,” said Mike, placing his fingers against Mel’s breast and pushing him back upon the chair. “Don’t do that with me, Daggett. Don’t lift your fist to me; you’re liab...

He was a queer-looking, medium-sized man with a face which, using the hackneyed phrase, “looked like a map of Ireland.” He had bushy eyebrows, a fringe of chin whiskers, sand ha...

Although he had promised to return early that night, the Texan did not return at all. Dick was highly vexed over Buckhart’s failure to come in as soon as he had promised, finall...

At the beginning of the sixth inning, Sam Kates went into the box against the Tufts freshmen. The score then stood seven to one, in favor of Yale Umpty-ten. Tufts had shown no a...

At sight of the pistol Mike started violently, betraying much agitation. It seemed that his pale face grew still whiter. For a moment he sat quite still, but finally, summoning...

Try as he might, he could not make a sound louder than a smothered, choking groan. After repeated attempts to shout he gave it up in despair, although the cords which bound him...

After dinner music and merriment resounded through the many rooms of Meadwold. The guests were free to go wherever they chose, and all seemed to feel perfectly at home. A little...

Dick had not come out for that purpose, and he gave Billings a good-natured frown, receiving in return an equally good-natured smile of satisfaction. Things had happened exactly...

“Now take a lesson by that fellow,” muttered Cranch. “I’ve told him time after time that his temper spoiled his pitching. When things go wrong in a game he acts just as he’s act...

The dinner was a grand success. Two long tables had been placed end to end, and around these tables gathered the light-hearted guests, skillfully seated in such a way that each...

It is a simple matter to imagine what would have happened to Lynch had he, under similar circumstances, thrown himself on the mercies of almost any other boy whom he had hated a...

Wilbur Keene, bronzed, flushed, well satisfied, yet modest in bearing, entered the locker house, surrounded by his comrades of the varsity nine, which had just defeated Cornell...

Lynch, having turned to look over his shoulder, sat like an image of stone, the color slipping from his usually ruddy face and leaving it almost as ghostly as that dead-white fa...

The following day being Sunday, the boys were given a chance to rest. It was a gloomy, sullen set that appeared at training table, and all efforts to arouse them seemed wasted....

In the dressing room there was a jabber of youthful voices as the players got into their street clothes. Kates was feeling pretty well, for the fellows who had made errors behin...

The boys waited in Dick’s room for him to reappear. They were confident he had escaped Maloney. With tears of merriment streaming down his cheeks, Tucker rehearsed every particu...

In the morning the hostler came to Steele and sheepishly informed him that some time during the night the captive had slipped his bonds, managed to get out of the box stall, and...

“Well, it was rather odd,” admitted Chester. “But still, I must repeat that I hope you’re not insinuating. To begin with, I wish you to understand that Harmford is not a particu...

Instantly Tucker was released by the startled and dismayed fellows who had been torturing him. The flaring light of a “slut” candle, aided by the dimly flickering gas jet, showe...

Dick gave up trying to grind. It was mid-afternoon and once more his friends who roomed in the house had wandered in upon him and were chattering away regardless of his desire t...

He left them there shivering in the launch with a sudden chill that came not wholly from the cool breath that crept in over the dark surface of the harbor. They watched his dark...

Although he did not fully understand the rather surprising affair, Policeman Dennis Maloney was now satisfied that his sweetheart, Maggie Swazey, had been outrageously imposed u...

By this time the tiny furnace was glowing redly. Its heat had reached Tucker, who made a wry face as the Turk seized the handle and started to move the furnace nearer.

A sorry, downcast-looking bunch they were as they left the train, carrying their bat bags and satchels. Blessed Jones had a face nearly a yard long. Jack Spratt looked as if he...

For a moment Lynch seemed to leer triumphantly at Brad, who realized only too well his own desperate plight. The Texan knew the probable result of losing his hold and being carr...

Not a little to their satisfaction, they found that one of the card rooms upstairs was unoccupied. Not wishing to be seen at the bar by acquaintances, as they were beginning to...

Arlington rose and stepped out from behind the shrubbery, standing where he could watch the two figures passing beneath the glow of the many Japanese lanterns. He saw Sparkfair...

In spite of herself, June could not help wondering what had become of Dick. After dancing again with Dale, she listened to his suggestion that they should stroll out onto the ve...

The field presented a lively appearance when Billings and Merriwell arrived that afternoon. Three or four coachers were hard at work with the regular players and the substitutes...

Dick’s eyes swam in a happy, wondering mist. At that moment he feared it was all a dream from which he would quickly awaken. This vision of June—June, radiant and flushed, and m...

Two of the rooms of the old house had been converted into one, which was now the dance room of Meadwold. This was thrown open, and the alluring strains of the orchestra brought...

“Vy, certainly, mine frendt—vy, certainly it vill,” answered the Jew proprietor. “It vos a goot pistol. It vos choost as goot as it efer vos. But you don’t vant it to shoot vid,...

For some time, indeed, there had been a feeling of uneasiness and apprehension on the varsity nine. This feeling culminated following the game with Williams in which the youngst...

“Tut! tut! tut!” cried Hank. “That’s a piker’s game. You can’t play poker with that sort of a limit. If you attempt to make a bluff, everybody’ll call you for a quarter. If you...

“But he won’t give me a show unless you say something. Won’t you say something? You know I can play baseball. The rest of them know I can play, too, but they won’t trust me. It...

“Oh, I fixed it with Maggie last night. Bribed her to rise early this morn’ and hustle out for a newspaper. She just left it at our door. See, here’s all about the fire, Dick!”

Dick and Brad, in a jovial mood, were returning from their evening call. It was about nine-thirty, and the night was dark, with a raw wind from Long Island Sound.

Ensconced behind some palms, Dick and June were enjoying a delightful chat. They had a hundred things to tell each other, and June was vainly trying to tell it all at once. From...

“Yes, I know,” nodded Dick. “He’s been troubled with hallucinations. Of course, you know about the running down of Buckhart’s boat in the harbor. At that time Lynch and his frie...

“If this keeps up long, I can see my finish,” he thought. “Bet my hair’s begun to turn gray now. A few hours more will make it white as the driven snow.”

“Confound you!” he cried. “I tell you I haven’t any money! I tell you I can’t pay! I’m broke—dead broke! You know it! You know what happened at Providence. I raked up every doll...

“You’re wonderfully cocksure about that,” said Dale. “Perhaps I’ll decline to be torn away. This is the first time I’ve been able to find June when she didn’t have Dick Merriwel...

A most astonishing thing was the manner in which the team backed up Kates this day, while on the previous Saturday it had gone to pieces behind him in an exasperating manner the...

Mike Lynch was placed under the care of a doctor, who found it necessary to give the fellow opiates in order to quiet him. The doctor fancied Lynch would come around all right i...

Buckhart’s senses had been sent wool-gathering, but he recovered in time to see the ruffian with the knife pinning Dick to the ground a short distance away. Merriwell was fighti...

The Texan stopped in his tracks as a dark figure stepped out before him. Brad had just left the pier, having told Lynch, Ditson, and Du Boise what he thought of them and what he...

But Kates’ troubles were not over. Yale did nothing with the Tufts twirler in the eighth, and Tufts opened the ninth with another two-sack bingle that made the Yale crowd feel s...

There was much more of this sort of chaffing, but Dick took it all good-naturedly and passed on his way. Buckhart was sitting on the steps of the house on York Street.

Beneath the sink there was a crash as Buckhart inadvertently brought down one of the tin pans. Bouncer Bigelow was fruitlessly trying to mop some of the buttermilk off his cloth...