Both got in some sharp blows, and the round ended with a clean knock-down for Browning, who planted a terrific blow between Merriwell's eyes and sent the freshman to the floor.
The sophs were jubilant and the freshmen were downcast.

Merriwell simply laughed as he sat on Rattleton's knee.
"Whee jiz--I mean jee whiz!" spluttered Harry.

"Are you going to let that fellow do you.

The sophs will never get over it if you do.

Hear 'em laugh!" "Don't worry," smiled Frank.