Frank spent an hour every afternoon in the gymnasium, where he took such exercise as he considered best, always spending at least a few minutes of the time on one of the rowing machines.
A great deal of speculation had been aroused by Bob Collingwood"s determination to take Merriwell upon the "varsity crew.
It was known that Collingwood was a thorough believer in the American oar and American stroke as opposed to the shorter-bladed Oxford oar and the longer English stroke.
Collingwood had ever seemed thoroughly satisfied with Yale methods, and he had expressed his scorn of the Oxford method of placing the seats on alternate sides of the boat.
It was generally presumed that Frank Merriwell was thoroughly English in his ideas and beliefs, and it was thought that he was altogether too set to give up what he fancied was right, even though he might get on the crew by so doing.
Still some one had been forced to give in, and there was much speculation about it. Then came the rumor that Yale was to have an English coach, and the tongues of the gossips began to wag furiously.
"It"s a great triumph for Frank Merriwell!" cried Danny Griswold to a party of friends gathered in the gym.
Danny was flushed and perspiring from recent violent exertions on the bars. Some of the group about him were in training suits, and some were in street dress.
"Also a triumph for good old "Umpty-eight," declared Ben Halliday, with satisfaction.
"How is that?" asked Bandy Robinson.
"Why," answered Halliday, "it was the freshman crew of "Umpty-eight that, under Merriwell"s instructions, adopted the Oxford oar and stroke and defeated "Umpty-seven at Saltonstall. Do you see?"
"Vanity, vanity," quoth Dismal Jones, with the air of a Methodist preacher of old times. "They who exalt themselves in high places shall be cast down. Beware of false pride and the swelled head."
"Oh, you are always croaking!" exclaimed Lewis Little.
"I think it is a mistake to run off onto English methods," said Burn Putnam. "Harvard has done that, and they"ll say we are following Harvard"s example."
"What if they do say so?" yawned Bruce Browning, lazily. "What do we care, so long as we win the race at New London?"
"But we can"t win this year," declared Walter Gordan, who had been swinging the clubs, and was flushed from the exertion. "It strikes me it is a crazy scheme to attempt to change the oars and the stroke at this late day. Harvard has been hammering away at her crew since last fall, and it will be in perfect trim when the New London race comes off, while Yale"s crew will be all broken up if this change of methods occurs."
This seemed logical, and not a few were ready to agree with Gordan.
Harry Rattleton came up, and the lads appealed to him at once.
"You are Merriwell"s roommate," said Robinson, "and you should know if it is true that Yale is going to change her oars and stroke for the Oxford oar and stroke."
Harry grinned mysteriously.
"Why should I know all this just because I am Merriwell"s roommate?" he asked. "Do you think he knows everything he tells me--I mean do you think he tells me everything he knows?"
"Of course not, but he"d be sure to tell you this, for you know he introduced English methods with "Umpty-eight last year, and he must be rather proud if Collingwood has given in that those methods are preferable to the old Yale ways."
"If Merry were proud of anything, you"d never know it by his words or manner," said Harry. "He is not given to boasting."
"Oh, of course not!" cried Little, impatiently. "We all swear by Frank Merriwell, but what we wish to know is if he has induced Collingwood to adopt the Oxford oar and stroke."
"Well, you"ll have to ask Merriwell, for I will tell you frankly that I don"t know. The longer I room with him the less I pry into his affairs, and, if he knows Collingwood"s plans, he has not seen fit to reveal them to me. That is all, gentlemen."
That was anything but satisfactory, as the faces of the a.s.sembled lads plainly indicated.
"Well, it can"t be long before we find out!" cried Robinson, in disgust.
"If Yale has whiffled about at this late hour it will show reprehensible weakness and lack of policy. Harvard is bound to win. Then she will crow. They have won the annual debate right along, so that my old fogy uncle declares all the brains are in Harvard. If they win the spring race he"ll decide that brawn is going to Harvard, as well as brain, and Yale is in the decline."
"They never won anything fair," declared Halliday. "Why, I"ve heard they have men out West all the while searching for new debaters. They claim that Harvard don"t care to go in for athletics, but takes a leading stand in all intellectual pursuits, such as debating and chess."
"Chess is certainly a highly intellectual pursuit," drawled Browning.
"If I had entered Harvard I should take an interest in it. Debating is too trying. The exertion of standing on one"s feet and talking is very severe."
"If you would take a little more exertion you might get some of the flesh off you," said Putnam. "How did you happen to get fat so suddenly, Browning, old man?"
"Oh, he fell off the roof one day and came down plump," chuckled Griswold, mischievously.
"Here! here! here!" exclaimed Rattleton, making a grab at Danny, who dodged and slipped out of the way. "You want to let up on that, young fellow."
"I have tried to reduce my weight by dieting," said Bruce, with apparent seriousness. "I"ve been in the habit of eating a juicy tenderloin steak twice a day, but I gave that up and tried cheap fifteen-cent steaks instead."
"How did you find it?" asked Little.
"Oh, pretty tough," answered Browning, with a sly wink.
"This isn"t what we were talking about," broke in Walter Gordan, impatiently. "If those Harvard w.i.l.l.i.e.s win from us this spring, it will be a frightful blow for Old Eli."
"If they win it will come from Collingwood"s shallying about," a.s.serted "Deacon" Dunning, who had just joined the group. "Merriwell"s ideas may be all right, but it is too late to adopt them this season. I am Merriwell"s friend, but I believe Fred Flemming should have been retained on the crew. By taking in Merriwell it may upset everything.
Flemming is a good man, and Merriwell already has more than he can properly attend to."
"Now you are getting me cot under the hollar--I mean hot under the collar!" exclaimed Rattleton, his eyes snapping. "I want to ask you a question, Mr. Dunning. When have you known Frank Merriwell to make a failure of anything he has attempted?"
"Oh, he has been wonderfully successful, I grant that; and I do not doubt but he would have made a good man had he been taken on the crew last fall."
"He will make a good man anyway, and you can bet on that!" cried Harry.
"It is not necessary that there shall be a change of methods because Merry has been taken on the crew. Although he believes in the superiority of the Oxford oar and stroke, he may not think it good policy to attempt to make a change now. But that is not all. Merry makes a good leader, but he is also a good follower, and it is his theory that utter obedience is due superiors. I"ll wager that he will not intrude his ideas on Collingwood. If he does not regulate his stroke with that of the rest of the crew he will soon be dropped, and Flemming or some other fellow will have his oar. All this talk you are making is mere speculation, and I advise you to wait a while till you know what you are talking about."
Having thus delivered himself, Rattleton turned away.
At this moment Frank entered the gymnasium to take his regular exercise.
He was accompanied by Jack Diamond, who had been seen with Merriwell very often of late.
Immediately the group of soph.o.m.ores decided that one of their number should ask Merriwell point-blank if a change to the English methods was contemplated. The choice fell on Bandy Robinson, who did not relish his job much.
Robinson approached Frank with no little hesitation, and something about his manner seemed to betray his object, for Merriwell read his thoughts.
"Go back," directed Frank, grimly--"go back and tell them that they will find out all they want to know by waiting."
Then he entered one of the dressing-rooms, and Robinson retreated, muttering:
"It"s no use--Merriwell seems to know just what a person is thinking about. He is one of the jolliest fellows in the world, and, at the same time, when he takes a fancy, one of the most unapproachable."