E-text prepared by Steven desJardins and Project Gutenberg Distributed Proofreaders Transcriber's note: A table of contents has been created for this e-text. Obvious typographical errors have been corrected. FRANK MERRIWELL'S RACES by BURT L. STANDISH Author of "Frank Merriwell's Schooldays," "Frank Merriwell's Trip West," "Frank Merriwell's Chums," "Frank Merriwell's Foes," etc. Philadelphia David McKay, Publisher 604-8 South Washington Square Copyright, 1903 By Street & Smith TABLE OF CONTENTS. CHAPTER I. HORSE TALK. CHAPTER II. AN ADVENTURE ON THE ROAD. CHAPTER III. TEACHING A RASCAL A LESSON. CHAPTER IV. BIRDS OF A FEATHER. CHAPTER V. WHAT A HAIR CAN DO. CHAPTER VI. PRINCE AND THE EAVESDROPPER. CHAPTER VII. THE PLOT. CHAPTER VIII. TAKING CHANCES. CHAPTER IX. A STRONG ACCUSATION. CHAPTER X. A FIGHT AGAINST ODDS. CHAPTER XI. A MATTER OF SPECULATION. CHAPTER XII. THE CHALLENGE. CHAPTER XIII. THE WRESTLING MATCH. CHAPTER XIV. PLOTTING FUN. CHAPTER XV. THORNTON'S "MASH." CHAPTER XVI. ANOTHER CHALLENGE. CHAPTER XVII. PURE GRIT. CHAPTER XVIII. AFTER THE BOAT RACE. CHAPTER XIX. THE YALE SPIRIT. CHAPTER XX. SPURNING A BRIBE. CHAPTER XXI. ON THE SPECIAL TRAIN. CHAPTER XXII. THE FIGHT ON THE TRAIN. CHAPTER XXIII. SEEN AGAIN. CHAPTER XXIV. TWO WARNINGS. CHAPTER XXV. THE THEATRE PARTY. CHAPTER XXVI. TRAPPED. CHAPTER XXVII. AN EMISSARY FROM THE WEST. CHAPTER XXVIII. FRIENDS OR FOES. CHAPTER XXIX. TALK OF A TOUR. CHAPTER XXX. A HOT RUN. CHAPTER XXXI. AN INCENTIVE TO WIN. CHAPTER XXXII. THE RUN TO THE STATION. CHAPTER XXXIII. ENEMIES AT WORK. CHAPTER XXXIV. BASEBALL. CHAPTER XXXV. KIDNAPED. CHAPTER XXXVI. THE TOURNAMENT. CHAPTER XXXVII. TO VICTORY--CONCLUSION. FRANK MERRIWELL'S RACES CHAPTER I. HORSE TALK. "He's a beauty!" Jack Diamond uttered the exclamation. He was admiring a horse Frank Merriwell had lately purchased. "He is," agreed Danny Griswold, with his hands thrust deep into his trousers pockets and his short legs set far apart. "But think of paying a thousand dollars!" "He looks like a racer," declared Bruce Browning, who showed unusual interest and animation for a fellow who was known as the laziest man at Yale. "He's got the marks of a swift one," asserted Diamond, walking around the bay gelding, which Frank Merriwell had led out into the middle of the stable floor for inspection. "He is rangey, has clean limbs, and a courageous eye. I shouldn't wonder if he could cover ground in a hurry." "I did not buy him for a racer," asserted Frank. "I purchased him as a saddle horse purely for my own use and pleasure."