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Title: Frank Merriwell's Pursuit How to Win
Author: Burt L. Standish
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THE MERRIWELL SERIES No. 117
Frank Merriwell's Pursuit

By Burt L. Standish
[Illustration: Cover, showing Frank outrunning a landslide while
carrying Inza]

Frank Merriwell's Pursuit
OR,
HOW TO WIN
BY
BURT L. STANDISH
Author of the famous Merriwell Stories.
[Illustration: Publisher's logo]
STREET & SMITH CORPORATION PUBLISHERS 79-89 Seventh
Avenue, New York
Copyright, 1904 By STREET & SMITH Frank Merriwell's Pursuit
(Printed in the United States of America)
All rights reserved, including that of translation into foreign languages,
including the Scandinavian.

[Transcriber's Note: No Table of Contents was present in the original
edition. The following Table of Contents has been prepared for this
electronic edition.]
TABLE OF CONTENTS
CHAPTER I.

THE OATH OF DEL NORTE. 5
CHAPTER II.
THE TERROR OF O'TOOLE. 12
CHAPTER III.
NEW ARRIVALS AT THE LAKE. 21
CHAPTER IV.
TWO GHOSTS. 28
CHAPTER V.
THE WOLVES. 32
CHAPTER VI.
IN THE GRASP OF DEL NORTE. 46
CHAPTER VII.
THE SENTINEL. 56
CHAPTER VIII.
AT THE FOOT OF THE PRECIPICE. 67
CHAPTER IX.
THE KNIFE DUEL. 73
CHAPTER X.
THE LANDSLIDE. 82

CHAPTER XI.
BURIED ALIVE! 90
CHAPTER XII.
IN THE CAVE OF DEATH. 98
CHAPTER XIII.
HOW RAILROADS ARE BUILT. 109
CHAPTER XIV.
ANOTHER OBSTACLE. 122
CHAPTER XV.
HAGAN SECURES A PARTNER. 137
CHAPTER XVI.
ARTHUR HATCH. 144
CHAPTER XVII.
EVIL INFLUENCE. 169
CHAPTER XVIII.
THE POLICE RAID. 182
CHAPTER XIX.
ALVAREZ LAZARO. 192
CHAPTER XX.

THE AVENGER. 200
CHAPTER XXI.
THE FIRST STROKE. 208
CHAPTER XXII.
THE SECOND STROKE. 217
CHAPTER XXIII.
OLD SPOONER. 226
CHAPTER XXIV.
THE FLAMES DO THEIR WORK. 239
CHAPTER XXV.
THE PATIENT AND THE VISITOR. 246
CHAPTER XXVI.
A SURPRISE FOR FIVE THUGS. 258
CHAPTER XXVII.
A DUEL OF EYES. 269
CHAPTER XXVIII.
AT NIAGARA FALLS. 284
CHAPTER XXIX.
IN CONSTANT PERIL. 300

CHAPTER XXX.
THE END OF PORFIAS DEL NORTE. 306

FRANK MERRIWELL'S PURSUIT.
CHAPTER I.
THE OATH OF DEL NORTE.
Rain had ceased to fall, but the night was intensely dark, with a raw,
cold wind that penetrated to one's very bones.
Shortly after nightfall three men crossed the east branch of the Ausable
River and entered the little settlement of Keene.
Of the three only one was mounted, and he sat swaying in the saddle,
seeming to retain his position with great difficulty.
The two men on foot walked on either side of the horse, helping to
support the mounted man. At intervals they encouraged him with
words.
A few lights gleamed from the windows of Keene. Before a cottage
door the trio halted, and one of the men on foot knocked on the door.
A few moments later a man appeared with a lighted lamp in his right
hand, shading his eyes with his left as he peered out into the darkness.
"Who are you?" he gruffly asked, "and what do you want?"
"We want a surgeon or a doctor as soon as we can find one," answered
the man at the door. "One of our party has been wounded by accident,
and we wish to have his wound dressed."
"Another city sportsman shot for a deer, eh?" said the man in the
doorway, with a touch of scorn in his voice. "It's the same old story."

"Yes, the same old story," acknowledged the man at the door. "He may
die from the wound if we do not find a doctor very soon."
"There's no doctor nearer than Elizabethtown."
"Is there none in this place?"
"No."
"How far is Elizabethtown?"
"Twenty-five miles."
"How is the road?"
"It might be worse--or it might be better. You can't follow it to-night."
"We must. This is a case of life or death. See here, my friend, if you
will help us out we will make it worth your while. We will pay you
well. Have you any whisky in the house?"
"Mebbe so."
"It's worth five dollars a quart to us, and we will take a quart or more."
"I reckon I can find a quart for you," was the instant answer.
"If you will secure two horses and a guide to take us over the road to
Elizabethtown to-night we will pay you a hundred dollars."
This offer interested the