Frank Merriwell's Athletes; Or, The Boys Who Won

"She's a little boat," he said; "but she's a peach! There won't be any room to spare on board, but we'll manage to get along somehow. It is plain she was built for not more than...

The boys had just entered the outer portals of a Chinese theatre, located in Chinatown, the Celestial portion of San Francisco. There was a great crowd, and it was only with dif...

Both Frank and Barney saw that a struggle was going on in the other cab. They could hear Inza crying for some one to let her go, and the sound of her voice made Frank more despe...

"This is as good a place as we can find to do the business," declared Diamond. "And the first business is to appoint a temporary chairman, who will call the meeting to order."

"You know me," he said, speaking with an effort; "but you have the advantage of me. Somehow, though, your face does seem familiar. I believe I have seen you before."

Frank was astonished, but his face showed not the least sign of surprise. Carver was a Western sport and "bad man." It was said that, when aroused, he was more dangerous than a...

Diamond could not resist Ephraim's heartiness, and his face cleared despite himself. The Yankee boy was so good-natured and ready to meet him more than half-way that he was cons...

"You did a good job," he said, "and we'll have to take revenge off some of your friends. Don't think for a moment that we mean to let you Yale fellows carry off all the honors."

"White Dove, we are alone in the mountains, where neither friend nor foe can reach us. Here we will stay. Soon the sun will seek his bed to rest, and the night will smile down u...

It was growing dark down there beneath the waves. The golden sunlight had turned to a bluish gloom that lay dense beneath the boy and girl, who were slowly sinking into that mys...

"Fellows," he said, his voice firm and steady, "Inza Burrage is a girl whom I admire very much. When I attended school at Fardale we were sweethearts. I fancy the most of you kn...

A brakeman shouted the name at the open door of a passenger car northward bound on the Denver and Rio Grande. The train was stopping at a small station in Northern New Mexico, s...

"That was the breakfast horn, boys!" laughed Frank. "We must get a hustle on, for this is the day of the great tournament on Rodney's Ranch, and we are here for sport. Ye have b...

Barney and Hans did not turn up on the following morning as soon as Frank expected they would, and as he had forgotten to ask where they boarded, he could not go to find them.

"You pet my poots!" grinned the Dutch boy. "Id makes me think der time uf dot Hodge vos hazed der oldt poathouse in. You tidn't like dot so much as you might, eh, Partly?"

"Gol darned if this ain't better'n goin' to ther best circus that ever struck aour part of the country!" laughed the Vermonter. "I'd ruther see it than a hull cage of monkeys, b...

Behind a clump of mesquite stood John Swiftwing, and he had heard the entire conversation. He was there when Frank and Inza met Carver, and he did not stir. He had not sought to...

It was interesting to watch the crowd gathering from all directions. Some who had come to witness the ceremonies had traveled many hundred miles. There were many Mexicans, not a...

"I am sorry, Mr. Merriwell," she said, "that this unfortunate affair occurred, and I must express my admiration for the manner in which you disposed of that fellow. I can scarce...

Ephraim Gallup possessed a roving disposition, although when away he often longed to be "back hum on ther farm," and, after returning from his travels abroad with Frank, he did...

Now and then, miles away, small clumps of stunted jack-oaks or mesquite made dark green polka dot spots on the lighter color of the grass, while far away lay a genuine chaparral...

Whirling Bear was in a bad humor. Although one of the white lads had won the first set with a drive, it seemed to Whirling Bear that the second one had been lost because Hodge h...

He could set a noose whirling in the air, let it fall over his head, still whirling, pass down to his feet, and then he would step out of it without letting it touch his person...

As Frank stood looking on he decided that the girls of the Golden State were charming indeed, and there was no reason why California should not be proud of them.

"Talk about your hard beds! I have stopped in all sorts of hotels, but I never struck a bed like this before! What sort of a ranch is this, anyhow?"

The governor of the Pueblo made a short speech, and then, with startling suddenness two lithe figures darted out from the end nearer the bower, there was a wild shout of "hay-wa...

Not a few of the Indians showed a strong dislike for John Swiftwing, and Frank understood this was because he had been away to the white man's school. They wished to see him bea...

Frank Merriwell was a natural horseman, and he had often taken pleasure in breaking some obstinate and vicious animal. At the same time he knew well enough that a bucking bronch...

Now Bart Hodge had a temper of his own, and he did not fancy being insulted, even though the person who offered the insult was a fire-eating cow-puncher. So Bart murmured:

Shuddering with horror as he held the dripping girl in his arms, Barney Mulloy looked over the side of the boat, expecting to see the water dyed with a crimson stain.

The day of the tournament at Santa Barbara arrived and brought with it large crowds of visitors from various parts of the State. There was a great swarm of strangers in the beau...

"Sometime may get 'nother chance," he said, and then walked away, paying no heed to the spectators who were calling for him to remain and settle the match by seeing who could ge...

Frank was the hero of Rodney's ranch. He had caused two great sensations, one by his encounter with Indian Charlie, and the other by his skill in riding the broncho.

The foreman of the Lone Star stopped to swab out his gun and cool off. He realized that it would not do to continue shooting till his nerves were perfectly steady.

Rodney had provided a trap and plenty of glass balls for the occasion, and it was said that Indian Charlie was certain to carry off the honors of the day, as he was a wonderful...

Frank was lifted and carried into the house, and a cowboy by the name of Fisher, who had once practiced medicine, and was something of a surgeon, was rushed in to attend to him.

Again the boys caught hold of Hans, but this time they lifted him onto the back of the broncho, where, with no small amount of awkwardness, he succeeded in getting seated in the...