uld for an instant doubt his courage and his loyalty.

"I believe we should pay more attention to the early history of our
country, when North and South were united against a common foe,"
continued Frank. "That is what will arouse true patriotism.
Massachusetts had her Tea Party, but Virginia had her--Washington!"

Jack Diamond bared his head.

"Merriwell," he said, with great earnestness, "the greatest enemies of
our country are those who try to arouse sectional feeling. I am sure of
that."

"Quite right," said Frank. "In the North and in the South there are
cheap fellows and cads who pose as gentlemen. You and I have had a few
experiences with some of them, and it seems that there are others."

"I presume you mean Flemming, Thornton and their crowd?"

"Flemming is the leader, and his enmity against me has been aroused
because I have been taken on the crew in his place. I did not seek the
position, and I was surprised when Collingwood called on me to take it."

"You were no less surprised than others, for Collingwood has always
maintained that Yale's methods are superior to those of Oxford, and he
knows you believe quite the opposite. It is a matter of speculation if
he intends to change to the English methods at this late hour."

Frank smiled.

"Collingwood is not a fool. There will be no change. Already I am in
training to perfectly acquire the Yale stroke."

This was both a surprise and a relief to Jack, who had feared that
Collingwood had decided on the change, and that in case Harvard won
Merriwell would be blamed to a certain extent.

"I am glad, Merry!" exclaimed Diamond, his eyes gleaming. "If Yale wins
and we square matters with Flemming and Thornton, I shall be perfectly
satisfied."

"I am hoping to get at Mr. Flemming this afternoon," said Frank, grimly.

"How is that?"

"He spends some time in the gym every day, and I timed my visit to-day
in order to catch him here."

"But what can you do here?" asked the Virginian, wonderingly. "You can't
fight him in the gym."

"I do not want to fight him."

"No?" cried Jack, in astonishment. "Then what do you mean to do?"

"Flemming considers himself the champion wrestler at Yale. I hope to
wrestle with him."

"Hope to wrestle?" exclaimed Diamond, still more astonished. "Why, even
if you were to throw him, it could give you very little satisfaction."

Frank smiled mysteriously.

"Do you think so?" he inquired. "Well, we shall see. When you are